Struck me the other day that I'm an expat.
That term always sounded so romantic to me. "She's an expat working in Georgia. ... No, darling, the Republic of Georgia. I understand it's quite cold there this time of year."
There's something Grahame Greene-ish about it. Or Somerset Maugham. Or maybe I just want to name-drop authors.
A year ago today: I was on my way back to Gonder from Gorgora, Ethiopia.
That term always sounded so romantic to me. "She's an expat working in Georgia. ... No, darling, the Republic of Georgia. I understand it's quite cold there this time of year."
There's something Grahame Greene-ish about it. Or Somerset Maugham. Or maybe I just want to name-drop authors.
A year ago today: I was on my way back to Gonder from Gorgora, Ethiopia.
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