Our new villa

Villa, a beautiful word I previously associated with southern France, green rolling hills, and lots of wine. Now, scratch the wine and the green rolling hills, we are living in a villa in Bahrain, a desert flatland of cement jungles and no alcohol.

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The nanny conundrum

Heads up, this blog is not about Bahrain and more an inner monologue of my "nanny conundrum." Please only read on if you have a sincere interest in helping me grow as a person.

The transition to Bahrain

The most common question I keep getting asked is, “How was the move? How is it? What is it like?” The answers to these questions are not so straightforward. The short answer is, “it’s good, same same but different,” a phrase often heard when traveling abroad. The more truthful answer is...