I knew I wanted to retire early and travel a lot. What I finally had to come to gripes with was this meant selling the house I loved.
expat retirement
A Life on the Rocks: Shaken not Stirred
My husband and I decide to explore the Paris cocktail scene on Friday nights. It’s a new way to see a city that is now our home.
Home in Paris… and why I love the 11th
This week, we arrived in Paris for a year. Our apartment is the same one that we rented nearly two years ago on the heels of my retirement. It’s small. No… It’s tiny. But I love its twelve-foot high ceilings,… Read More ›
The Soccer Game: Courtmacsherry, Ireland
It started, as many things do in Ireland, at the pub on a Saturday night. The next morning, Pat and I set out from our home in Courtmacsherry. Since it was a sunny, mid-50s January day, we decided to… Read More ›
Beyond Paradise: Life in Guatemala
There’s a crust on the dark side of paradise; the cost determines its thickness. Guatemala is cheap; therefore, the crust is dense and contains flies, mangy dogs, and dirt roads strewn with garbage. One of the most spectacularly beautiful vistas… Read More ›
The World In Between 