Monday, September 12, 2011

Pleasantville

It's weird how living among expats in a foreign country is in many ways more like being in America than it was being in America. Take the following:

1. Our neighborhood has nice sidewalks lined with flowering trees, a playground where all the kids gather, a pool and gathering spot

2. Neighbors always say hi or wave as we pass.

3. I walk my kid to school every day.

4. At first glance, there may be more Africans at our home church in Herndon, VA, than there are at our ex-pat dominated church here.

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