Category: Living Abroad

The U. S. Embassy Abroad

When I turned 21-years-old, my aspiration wasn’t to go to a bar and order a drink, but to vote for the first time. So when I moved to Lima, Peru in 1972, I began the tediously difficult process to learn how to get an absentee ballot for the Nixon-McGovern election that November. Registered at my... Read more »

Raining Cockroaches in Texas

In the wild kingdom of my life overseas, I’ve experienced the company of bedbugs, cockroaches, centipede, scorpions, fleas, head lice, iguanas, jelly fish, lizards, frogs, mice, rats, pin-worms, ringworms, ticks, termites, goats and more. Some of these critters also made appearances in my so-called civilized homeland in America, like the centipede who scurried out of... Read more »

At Home Abroad-The Expat

“Why the hell would you want to move from one Third World toilet to another?” inquired my best friend in Willemstad, Curacao when I confessed to her we were moving to Guayaquil, Ecuador. It was a common question. The interrogatory, well-meaning relative had put it another way. “How do you expect your children to ever... Read more »
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My So-Called Immune System (IgG and me)

“How the hell did you know?” inquired my new allergy/immunology doctor as he entered the exam room. How indeed. Perhaps because I’d lived in this human vessel for over six decades? Or perhaps because I had noted that when others got the sniffles, I got an infection that all too often required antibiotics at least... Read more »

Where in the world we didn't move and why?

In the early days when it was just the two of us, we moved without much thought. Would we move to Toronto, Ontario, Canada for my husband’s first job out of graduate school? Sure, why not? When the job quickly proved to be a square hole for my round peg of a husband, he quit... Read more »

A Question of Tolerance

It was just a question. The kids always listened to the adults. They’d heard, then wondered. What did the adults mean when they said that one of the Smith girls was adopted? Which one? Seven-year-old Mary Ann knew what adopted meant since she’d adopted her cat Socks from the British family who left town and couldn’t take... Read more »
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Living with Theft in Mexico

Mexico After moving into our home in the summer of 1995, I asked Gary about a home security system. Having grown up in Lima, Peru in the 1960s, to him that meant broken bottles cemented atop the 12 foot walls  surrounding our home. That would do, he said. And for a while it did, that... Read more »

No Bananas in a Banana Republic

 “ Yes, We Have no Bananas“ Before the Banana Republic® clothing chain appropriated the term, the appellation banana republic was ascribed to various countries beginning with Honduras. In the early 1970s a Peace Corps volunteer was assigned to work with the union of the United Fruit Company in the banana company town of La Lima, Honduras. The... Read more »

The Tex-Mex Education

In 1961 as an 11 years-old kid, my family moved from Princeton NJ to Bunker Hill Village in Houston, Texas. It’s wasn’t a village, but one of a group of probably red-lined communities that was known as the villages. Coming from a New Jersey elementary school with religious and racial diversity, I was plunked into... Read more »
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Living on the Island of Curacao

In 1984 while living on the island of Curacao, the landline phone would ring. “Whatcha doing?” would come Rivkah’s familiar sing-song voice. What did she think I was doing? Given this was Curacao, nothing in particular. But she had an idea, so like Lucy and Ethel off we’d go together on another hairbrained adventure. Now... Read more »
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    TIMELINE June 1972 to June 1973---Candace moves to Lima (Peru)----- June 1973 to May 1974---Candace and The Husband live in Glendale AZ----- May 1974 to August 1974---Living in Toronto, Ontario (Canada)----- September 1974 to May 1975---Living in Aberdeen SD----- May 1975 to July 1979---Living in Vancouver, British Columbia (Canada)----- July 1979 to June 1980---Living in Asuncion (Paraguay)----- June 1980 to September 1980---Living in NYC----- September 1980 to November 1982---Living in Connecticut----- November 1982 to January 1983---Living in Ponce, Puerto Rico (USA)----- February 1983 to July 1986---Living in Willemstad, Curacao (Netherlands Antilles)----- July 1986 to July 1989---Living in Guayaquil (Ecuador)----- July 1989 to July 1995---Living in Connecticut (yes, again)----- July 1995 to August 2001---Living in Mexico City (Mexico)----- August 2001---Return to Gringolandia (a.k.a. United States of America)----- I was an accidental expatriate; love and marriage led me to it. One day I was a bandy-legged kid sitting atop my dogwood tree looking out of my small backyard world in 1950s New Jersey, wanting to move somewhere--anywhere, different. Next thing I knew I met a young hirsute anti-war, soon-to-be-Peace Corps volunteer, fell in love and moved to Peru in the 1970s. WHAT an adventure it's been!! NOTE: I gave up Facebook, so apologies that I cannot answer any comments since it is only set up via FB.

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