First of all, let’s get one thing sorted here. I am not paid to write this review. I bought the book with my own, hard earned cash. I won’t receive any kickbacks from writing this review. (Well, maybe some gratitude from the contributors of the book if it sells a book or 2. ) I have friends who have contributed to this book who’ll get something out of it, of course, but for me, well, all I’ll get is a thank you and of course the experience of reading the book. All opinions of said book in this post are my own and may or may not be influenced by a couple of glasses of wine – purchased by me with my own hard earned cash.
When you’re an expat, you hear all the stories. The good, the bad, and the ugly. And believe me, there are some really ugly stories out there – bad guests, bad visitors, even bad doctor’s experiences. But there’s also the stories that make you laugh, cry and empathise, because well, you’ve been there and done that as well. It’s what makes being an expat a unique experience. You are a first hand witness to culture shock. Continue reading “The one where I read a book and decided to talk about it …”