When I first became an expat in Spain in 2005 I never in my wildest imagination would have dreamed I would be moving to Africa with a hunky American husband almost 12 years later. However, after over 7 years living, working, partying and meeting the man of my dreams in Dubai it is time for me to move on again.
Despite ‘leaving’ almost 3 months and 10 farewell parties ago, I will finally be bidding adieu to the wonderful sandpit of shawarma filled fun and heading to begin our new life in Lagos, Nigeria. Coincidentally I will be flying on my birthday which is a rather apt day to begin a new chapter and also an excuse to drink champagne on the plane at 10am!
So follow me on my journey finding my feet in another new country.