Two years ago when Andrew and I first moved here, I wrote a blog about why I would not be driving in Belgium. At the time, I thought that once I got used to it here, maybe I would change my mind and, I’m happy to report – I haven’t. My parents...
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After a year of being away from Canada I’m finding being ‘home’ strange – good, but strange. One thing has really become clear to me: Living this expat life has changed me, even more than I expected it to. It has changed how I view the world. It has changed...
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Next week Andrew and I are heading back to Canada. We hadn’t planned to go home this month. In fact, we’re planning a three week vacation to visit friends and family back home in July. April was supposed to be a relatively quiet month. But, as is often the case,...
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I have a confession to make. Although I travel on the train here in Belgium, quite frequently, since we moved here 2 years ago, I’ve only taken the bus that goes by my house once. Since I refuse to drive here in Belgium, the bus that passes right by my...
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Kermit the Frog said ‘it’s not easy being green,’ but with the sunny days of spring arriving in Belgium it’s a lot easier to start seeing green opportunities, everywhere you turn. These days when I look out my patio doors, I can’t help but think about green – the colour...
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While we all know there’s no real cure for the common cold, it seems that everyone has a tried and true recipe for a speedy recovery. Even if our cures are only psychosomatic, there are definitely things we turn to, to make us feel better. Often these are the same...
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Because I sure you’re all just dieing to hear the rest of my IKEA closet saga, here goes: Saturday was to be the day. Even though Andrew and I had wasted the entire previous weekend, we wanted the closet saga over and done with. If we picked the closet up Saturday, by Sunday...
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I’ve been trying to think of the perfect literary work to describe the weekend that Andrew and I have just had. The Trial comes to mind. We weren’t actually on trial of course but it did seem that there were unseen sources pulling strings around us. The futility of our...
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Last year I made a big deal about having a quiet Christmas. It was just Andrew and I (and the furry family, of course). We decided not to give each other gifts, so there was no Christmas shopping madness. I cooked a huge dinner, but at my own pace (and...
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