We we first came over here, the experience was reminiscent of a holiday. A wonderful trip to the unknown, where we faced new adventures every minute of everyday. Somewhere in the back of my mind I kept thinking that I would pack everything up and board the plane to fly home to Boston. It was surreal – to be living on the edge of the desert that border the Gulf.
Forms to fill out, roads to navigate, and customs to abide by – we are definitely guests here. However, we are learning to take a step back, laugh when tensions run deep, and understand that different is not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, it can be quite the opposite.
Instead of deep forest greens, we are faced with oranges and browns,
Instead of picking apples, people go out by the side of the road and pick dates, and while I have not seen very many dogs walking around, I have seen many of these guys, and they certainly can be affectionate
But at the end of the day, there is something that makes you feel at home no matter where or who you are, and that is kindness and a smile…