Let Me Tell You About the Birds and the Bees
Photo: edwardianteddyboy.com When my eldest son was two and a half or so, our little family was running to catch a rush hour train at Union Square. Fighting our way against the tide, my husband held...
View ArticleThe Grass is Always Greener on the Other Side of the Olive Grove
We landed in Cyprus in late October. Though the blistering heat of summer had mellowed somewhat, there was plenty of evidence of those scorching months in the parched landscape that greeted us; a dead...
View ArticleA Word to the Wise
Occasionally I am beset with fears that I will die suddenly. Apart from the obvious fear of not being around to supervise the day-to-day functioning of my family, the inconvenience my sudden demise...
View ArticleReal Housewives of Copenhagen
Photo: andyhide-blog.blogspot.com When we first made the decision to move abroad for my husband’s job, I was regaled with stories of The Help; maids and house cleaners and au pairs and chefs and...
View ArticleA Little Less Conversation
Photo: designyoucantrust.com I held in my hand ticket number 559. From what I can tell, it’s possible the Danes are the world’s biggest fans of the numbered ticket system. To Americans like me, the...
View ArticleThe First Rule of Ex-Pat Club
Ex-pat postings are a bit like a revolving door; there’s always someone coming, someone going, entering, exiting, getting stuck with their nose pressed against the glass with a look of horrified...
View ArticleThe Circle of (Expat) Life
Life is rarely a straight line. Despite my own neurotic push for things to be linear and collated, tidy and neat, most of the time the path we take resembles more of an arc than a line. Life may indeed...
View ArticleClap Along if You Feel Like A Room Without A Roof
Move over Magic Kingdom, there’s a new happiest place on Earth. According to surveys and rubrics and a convoluted, weighted point system that makes the U.S. Electoral College look like kindergarten...
View ArticlePlaying by the Rules
I love rules. Rules make my life comfortable, they help to organize my brain, they ensure my husband and I have an hour or so to ourselves in the evenings. Granted, maybe I am not as fond of rules as a...
View ArticleYou Might Be an Expat if…
You take pictures of consumer goods when you are home for summer break You go home for summer break You can do currency conversions in your head as fast as your times tables Everyday math means...
View ArticleThe Edamame Problem
A few months back I was chatting with a friend, a fellow expat who is moving home come June. She and her family are relocating from a fairly swank zip code here in Denmark (Copenhagen 90210) to a rural...
View ArticleIt’s Not Easy Being Green. Expats and Half-Term Envy
This is…NOT US. When we moved abroad I learned lots of new terms. I made up a fair few as well. But of all the terms I’ve learned, the term I like the least? Half-term. The school’s website assures me...
View ArticleExpat Chronicles: Calling for Backup
When you have visitors, it’s easy to show off the best parts of your adopted home abroad. The sights, the opportunities, your kick ass apartment a few blocks from the beach. It’s easy to wax poetic...
View ArticleThe Expat Snail and the Whale
Marilyn Monroe famously cemented the idea of the seven-year itch in our collective psyche with a billowing skirt above a New York City subway grate. I don’t have the legs for that. Or the dress. Or the...
View ArticleSchoolhouse Rock
Like many expat kids, my boys attend an international school. And while it has rubrics and complicated assessments instead of grades and smart boards instead of chalk, it is a school in the most...
View ArticleThese Are A Few of My Danish(y) Things….
Below are the lyrics to a parody song we performed last month to say so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, and goodbye to the families leaving our school community. I promised I would share the lyrics...
View ArticleWhat The Hell Were We Thinking?? (And Other Questions You Ask Yourself as an...
Oh. Shit. We are barely two weeks into the school year and I’ve already met a new crop of expat families. Some have done this crazy tango before, others are new to the dance floor. Regardless, I’ve...
View ArticleThe Girl in the (Expat) Bubble: The Best Kept Secret of a Broad Abroad
You would think that after nearly four years in a country my day-to-day exposure to the language would render me fluent enough to understand, say… a television commercial. You would be wrong. I tried...
View ArticleThe Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very-Bad Days
Last week I put together a slide show for a good friend who is leaving Copenhagen. I watched it with my husband, smiling and getting a little teary. As the music faded and the presentation ended with a...
View ArticleIf One Night In Bangkok and the World’s Your Oyster, What Does Four Years in...
Four years ago we stole a last glance at the Tattooine landscape of Larnaca Airport and after a brief touch down at Schipol made our way home…another home, a new home, a Copenhagen home. My kids now...
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