Elke never quite connected with the culture in her native Belgium. She always had a love for the US and longed for an experience in the country of her dreams. Here's her story!
Imagine life in Nice on the French Riviera. What do you see? This week's #WanderWomen talks idyllic and beautiful life in France as well as her newfound love for her home country. Read on!
What does it take for someone to leave everything behind? To move to a new destination with a thousand unknowns, dive headfirst into starting over with a new culture, language, people, cuisine, novelty abound. It might look glamorous at times, but longterm life abroad isn't without hardship or awkward adjustments; it's also full of beautiful [...]
As a travel writer and photographer, last year was heaven for me. I embarked on twelve hotel press trips in seven countries around Europe and Asia. As fantastic as it was, numerous trips to-and-from brand collaborations opened my eyes up to the state of mass travel. This time last year, I was booking trips on [...]
Katrin, a Love and Divorce coach in Brussels gives advice and tips for expat couples who want to make their love last no matter where in the world they end up together. Read on!
As an expat mom, Nina is proof you don't have to slow down. She has three children and has called 10 countries home and and counting. Meet this week's #WanderWomen.
Every week! Stories from expat women living around the world. Raw, honest, inspiring, and beautiful stories.
Hey readers! Happy New Year! As I write this there are only a few hours left in 2019, and I can't help but reflect. I began 2019 -- a lot like we will start 2020 -- in a new country, with plenty of questions, and a healthy dose of hope for our next challenge. The [...]
Everywhere I went today I marveled at the eccentric, the fashionable, the strange. Paris is surprising that way. What can I say about the City of Light that hasn't already been said? I could, like Hemingway, wax poetic about how the city is a moveable feast, how it’s a place that stays with me long [...]
As I head out the door to catch my train to Paris, I look my outfit once over in the mirror. Once outside, a cold breeze blows over me so I quickly dash inside to grab a pink scarf, the one that's been on the coatrack for months. And just like that, fall is here. [...]