A mix of cultures – what’s there to be ashamed about?

So far I’ve mainly been describing some elements of what it is like to be an expat as an adult. However, I have been travelling from country to country every three or four years since I was a baby due to my father’s job. My trajectory went – born in the Philippines, Syria, Chile, Zambia, …

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