Germans are so direct that the term 'small talk' doesn't even exist in their language. Why? It's just not something they do. Regardless of whether it's a touchy subject or not, Germans jump straight to the point in conversation, rather than beating around the bush and facing confrontation as indirectly as possible, as do the... Continue Reading →
Friend in Frankfurt: Once you've been here for a while, you'll realise that your English begins to change. Me: No chance! I couldn't have been more wrong. 21 months later and I often catch myself saying odd things in English that I never would have crossed my mind before I moved abroad. Of course, the... Continue Reading →
Following my post '5 reasons why it's OK not to be in love with the city you relocate to', I had two conversations with people who have thought about moving back home, or even just somewhere else away from the city they relocated to. I'm sure this crosses most expats' minds at some point, weighing... Continue Reading →
Time flies when you're having fun and whilst being abroad, I feel like it goes even quicker. Here's how to make the most of living in another country so you don't to look back on what you wish you had done whilst you were out there: Make a bucket list Whether you do it before... Continue Reading →
There's a lot of stigma around going out for dinner on your own. I'm not talking grabbing a Brötchen (bread roll) or quickly having some chips at a take-away style place. I mean actively choosing to go to a restaurant to sit on your own and enjoy a meal. People tend to feel sorry for... Continue Reading →
Making new friends when you relocate can be very hit and miss. I would actually describe my experience as miss-miss-hit-miss-miss-miss... and then a couple more 'hits' after a lot more 'misses'. Ugh. It takes a lot of effort, and the word 'easy' doesn't describe my experience at all, especially in Germany where people are quite... Continue Reading →
A few weeks of avoidance, finding the most convenient inconvenient time and getting to work late, all to be elevated back in a fancy chair and have random metal tools prodded around your mouth. Does anyone actually like going to the dentist? No, me neither, especially not when I'm abroad but I thought it was... Continue Reading →
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