Coming Down the Mountain

 I've lived semi-permanently outside my home country off and on for twelve years. In this time, I've never opened a bank account out...

 My theme for this year's A to Z Challenge is The Expat Life. My husband and I began our expat journey in February, 2010, when we sold e...

My theme for the Challenge this year is The Expat Life. I will post every day but Sunday in April about living as an American Expat in (most...

 My pattern is to read two books consecutively, one non-fiction and one light fiction. Which one gets picked up depends on my mood and energ...

Hello again, Mexico! I flew back in January and spent a week in Mexico City at this amazing hotel from the early 1920s, in a bustling, upsca...

 Substack is to Blogger like Tik Tok is to writing letters. Modern, trendy, culturally relative. I follow a few interesting Substacks and th...

 Nine months, as long as it takes to grow a baby, I've been missing from the blog world. I don't like that and I resolve to do bette...

 You can tell my age from this title, one of those old expressions I remember hearing from my mother, grandmothers and aunties. I love these...

 I love reading old classics. What I'm reading now is Pollyanna by Eleanor H. Parker. First time reading it although I've seen the ...

 Tuesday, Sept. 3 was my last day in Mexico. My daughter and son had come to help me with the move. My son left on Sunday, and my daughter a...