It is unsettling. I am reading about schools, housing, and career prospects in different countries. The more I read, the more I miss our spacious and beautiful Cairo apartment, and our open plan Montessori-like school.
I remind myself that I had similar worries about Cairo before we went. We made lovely friends, many of whom I think will be lifelong friends. We loved the school my boys went to, despite its quirks. We loved our second apartment. I got to know the veggie guy, the fish guy, the policemen on our block, and so many other people. We walked everywhere. I learned to like koshary. I even learned enough Arabic to give directions to taxi drivers and buy fruit from the ever present donkey cars.
How I miss that life. How I wish we could be settled in (somewhere, anywhere) again.
Expat friends, what advice do you have for these transitions?