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“There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.” – Robert Louis Stevenson
As an expat, my arrival in any country (these days) brings with it, the steely eyes of a super sleuth. The minute I step off the plane, I’m giving my holiday destination the once over! Judging, comparing, making rapid assumptions from the cleanliness of airport toilets, I’m sizing up the place for its ‘liveability.’
You see, living the expat life, almost every city has the potential to be your future home, which makes any foreign locality fair game. Who knows when or even IF, but as an hotelier’s wife, there’s ALWAYS a chance this unfamiliar neighbourhood will arrive on your radar at some point in time.
We jumped on a plane and went for a mini-break to Thailand last weekend, a short two hour 40 minute flight from Hong Kong. It wasn’t my first time in the Land of Smiles, but I was a virgin in the big city of Bangkok. I was excited to see what the so-called City of Angels had to offer. Stepping out from the airport, raising my sunglasses, I peered out at this populous city of 8-million that stretched before me.
I’d barely scratched the surface of this vibrant metropolis but I was already shaking my head. “It’s not Hong Kong,” I said under my breath. “Give it a chance” my inner voice retorted, sternly.
When you’re looking through expat lenses, it’s hard to keep that raw, open mindedness a first-time traveler might feel in a new, unexplored and exotic environment. The butterflies give way to an anxious knot in the pit of your stomach. To read more, click here >>>