How to avoid a Swooping Magpie

“Let’s walk to Kalahari,” I instructed the boys. It was a beautiful spring day and the coffeeshop is about a kilometre away. The trek began and we were enjoying the first rays of sun warming us up, when out of nowhere a swooping black and white thing came right for my mister 8 (at that…

How Migration Changed Me

I read in a blog how people suddenly find themselves with a changed personality. Many relate how they were once extroverted with opinions abounding, but how the expat experience have made them more introverted, more inclined to listening before venturing to share their opinions with others. It is true of me as well, to some extent.…