A funny thing happened to me today …. I got asked for ID when I paid for my new box of L’Oreal hair colour. (Yes, folks, it takes work and chemicals to look this good.) I guess they thought that I could be dying my hair to disguise my identity. Only it wasn’t to a different colour. I’d understand it if I was a blonde changing to a brunette. But a brown changing to a brown? It’s somehow a lot less exciting.
An expat living abroad in Europe - an export really. Ten years on and I’m no longer the accidental tourist. Europe, UK, Australia, Singapore/Malaysia - I’ve either travelled extensively or lived there. I love travel - the journey, the history, the people, the adventure, the learning. Seeing the world with new eyes and just appreciating what is there. How far the journey I have come. My latest craze is hiking long distance trails - mainly along old monastic / pilgrimage routes. I love old buildings and it’s a way of connecting me with people from the past, their hopes and dreams. Travel taught me, that people are basically the same. And it is through food and culture that we come to have a dialogue. I am incredibly grateful. Thank you for spending some time with me. And do leave a comment so that I know you’ve been by.