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why is it that people who choose to relocate to another country never really do their home work prior to leaving their mother land,,
no matter which country you go to you will find expats that create their own communities ,create their own pubs create their own shops create their own life style ,,,i am talking about the majority here not the minority,
the majority never try to learn the language of the country that they selected to live in, hardly ever eat the local food or try to integrate in the community ,
and then they wonder why local councils never make it easy for them to apply for things or services.
another trait of expats is to create their own forum in these countries and then run down and complain constantly about everything under the sun, ,
only today i logged into a local forum and the big talking point was the fact that the british expats could no longer buy british foods like cheese bacon butter ect,ect,,,because being an EU country the big supermarkets were no longer stocking these goods ,,, oh dear me the world has stopped now ,,,,
no not really there are plenty of countries that sell equally good if not better products ,,,
but these die hards will not try other goods because they are so set in their ways,,,
which leads one to ask why they move in the first place ,,
well we all know that weather is probably the first and foremost reason for most people to move ,
cost of living is another reason ,followed by education ,,,
i personally emigrated for a better quality of life first and foremost ,do i miss my traditional foods at first i did , but i soon learnt that the local foods were a delight and a lot more healthy ,
i still occasionally make some of my old favourites but i use local products and adapt ,some times successfully and one or two failures but i have never complained about what i could not have ,to be honest it is quite the opposite i am pleased with what i have gained ,,,,,,,,,,,

Have you ever done this before? Your new neighbor moves into town and you learn a little about them.

You get technical information from him in an area he claims to be an expert in. The information you get does not quite seem right, and you question him on it repeatedly...yet, he insists that he is correct.

Being ignorant, you decide to take his advice instead of double checking on the internet for yourself.

BINGO! your $1000 item finally arrives with a huge freight truck in front of your house, and boy...does that baby look too small.


So, at this time you are really suspicious and you double check the information you received after the item is sitting there in your garage staring you in the face and giving you that sinking feeling in your gut.

Well...here I go shopping again.


I am sure there is a moral to this story somewhere in there.

About three years ago I started reading this book about diversiteit.
How do we look at some one who is differnt <on the outside > ?

When my dauthers were very young we use to go swiming in the winter months, our doctor told us after our swim to sit an hour under the ultraviolet light.he told us our skin dry out in the winter months because of too little sun-light.
and les vitamine D.
So after our swim we went under the Ul,lights,
Low and behold the rest of the swimers stop swiming and started looking at us..Why ?

Before the kids came we took some time off from work for some R&R we went over to Germany we wanted to have a walk in the woods,but in the frist week it rainded so much we came back in thoes time there was police border control. I gave him my passport he looked at me and said At last I have some thing todo today..
I am still here.

Seeing the news from all over the world one ask oneslef is thimgs geting better, ??

When you see a person of colour what is the frist thought that comes into your mind.?

In the year 1979 I was in Brussels I saw this yound white boy begging on the road side,,That was an eye-opener.. In my mind set I had not seen a white person begging..

As a black why cant I like Bach Rachmaninoff or an evening at the Ballet , I think maybe a year ago there this black man in New York he was a brid wachter, In the park some one saw him waching his brids so thay call the police,.


After a bath I dont like to colthes myslef rite away in the winter so I go outside and sit in open air to cool off and dry my skin
but befor I know some one called the police,, What am I saying here Take a road that is not used too many times and who knows we might meet some where out of the box.

I wore tight jeans when I was a teenager and the placement of my family jewels was significant. Make the wrong move (like getting out of a sports car) and the pain was eye watering.
If I bought a few pairs of the same style jeans, it was easy to determine the safe side of the zipper. With a different cut of pants and I'd have to rearrange the location of Fred and the twins. As the jeans faded (note: I'd wear clothes until there were rags) you could see wear marks on jeans near the bottom of the zipper and know where the jewels resided.
This wasn't of much importance until my band played a few times at a local pub and the waitress made note of it. I believe it was her hobby and the size of the wear mark was a determining factor if she was interested in a guy or not. Looks to her weren't important.

Anyway, it's been years now that I'm wearing relaxed-fit jeans and 'placement' is no longer an issue. I stopped drinking juice and drinks with sugar, cut out cakes and donuts and my weight is 10 pounds less. My jeans are noticeably baggy. I'm opposed to wearing a belt and suspenders are out of the question... that means I'm constantly pulling up my jeans. It's not 'hip-hop' territory yet, but I'm working on a plan. I ruled out a strip of Velcro on my backside but there is merit to stitching some elastic on the inner waistband so no one can see it.

If I lose another 10 pounds I'll be shopping for new jeans with regular fit. The fear then is having to worry about which side of the zipper to hang my Ying Yang.

Trying to find someone real that isn't a scammer is challenging enough as is. Try throwing in TANTRA on top of it. Like I've only met 1 American dude that could do this with me over long distances. I don't mind looking outside of my own country, but long distance dating is absolute shit! I mean, if the other person was serious enough to work towards my moving to the UK, the Caribbean, or New Zealand - that'd be one thing.

Like who's on this site that's truly serious about meeting their oversea's partner? I'd be shocked if he's Tantric and over the age of 40

I would say if you click, watch the whole thing from the 11:00 minute point to the 20:00 minute point.

Enjoy.





I haven't watch the other parts...this was just brought to my attention. I know part of this has been already discussed...but the clarity and the entirety of it was not viewed by me before.

In Wisconsin now, drivers licenses are good for 8 years. Of course this month is when my 8 years has to run out. Now I have left my farm exactly 3 times in the last year. I checked on line..you can renew their..IF under 65. Of course have to put SS number on line to do it , too.
So checked..lots of satellite service centers are closed. Of the ones remaining, appointments only. And some no testing, no plates and title stuff.
I was lucky to find the one in my area is walk in, no appt. My fella lives in city and had to do appt.
Decided which mask is best cause have to drop for photo. Drove into town..cars...maybe it is staff? Parked and walked to door...half a dozen people inside waiting and doing. Two windows only. Do I go in..do I go and come back later. Well, only open two days a week so everyone has to do stuff here.
I entered, saw 2 guys right there and decided to wait outside the door! Gal come up, I said it is safer to wait outside. She is antsy. Almost told her go ahead of me if you are in such a hurry. A guy came out so I went into the foyer. She is on my tail. More people are now out and coming in. Why don't we just have a group HUG while we are AT IT!
I stepped inside..no spacing markers, old guy writing over there with no mask..oh he finished and put it on. Guess cant think and write with it on.
I finally got to counter..handed him the paperwork I had printed and done at home. Take eye test..germy machine!!! argh...He says tell me first line, can you see lights to side, good go for photo. Sheesh, why bother...they used to check depth, color and more.
I had a knit hat on, dropped mask. He tries..take off glasses. Snap. Here is receipt and bye.
I stuffed papers in purse and scrammed.
Finally looked at photo today printout. For 8 years I will look like an old witch. Know what..no one ever sees that photo on license anyway. So who care. It is what I call my year of the pandemic license. 5 days and seems clear of virus. Now can stay on farm til April when dentist again. Or may cancel. Readers Digest says yearly is enough unless issues.

The flow of life has been disrupted. For some, they will have no choice and to make a new path given all of the newly realized light they have been blinded from of the hustle and bustle of life. While others, have yet to recognize this light. But, in time, it will shine. However, there are those that want to remain blind. They have chosen to become distracted whether it through alcohol, drugs, or something else to have their minds pre-occupied. But what we all must realize we are all in the same boat.

Love is a powerful healer.
We are the makers of our destiny.
...we must first see where we are before we can steer our ships correctly down beautiful roads...



just a thought


Happy Saturday night/Sunday all.

I had my back to the door when someone came in the showroom with orchids he's selling from his truck in the parking lot. I ignored him and my associate got into a conversation and went out to see what he had to offer. While she was checking all the goods in the truck, the woman from the neighboring business also went out to check the merchandise.
My associate made several trips back and forth as she purchased a few things. One of them was a Ponytail Palm.
I've seen large plants but the one she bought was small, less than a foot tall, it had a thickened trunk and (to me) appeared dwarfed almost bonsai.
Okay, I was curious and went to the truck to see what else he was selling. His truck had signage as a landscaping company who does plant maintenance and leasing for corporate environments. Mostly orchids... I declined having killed a few I received as gifts.
He said everything on the truck is $20 each so I looked around and steered to the Ponytail Palms.
Most were all green and 2 had some red coloration in the center. I chose one with a flared base similar to the photo below.
That brought smiles as I brought it home. I'm told it's good Feng Shui.

about 4 years ago i was travelling from my house in bulgaria back to my apartment in the south of turkey,
which is a two day journey by coach , and for the first leg of the journey a fellow traveller an elderly dutch man sat in the adjoining seats ,and as the refreshments were served we struck up a conversation ,,
just the normal chit chat like where are you travelling to and the like ,
when we reached the turkish border control we had to leave the coach to have our passports stamped or purchase a visa for those that had not done so prior to travelling ,
which it turned out that the dutch guy had not done , and the turkish border control officers are not the friendliest people you will ever meet ,,my passport was stamped no problem then the dutch guy handed his over ,only to have it thrown back at him with a grunt of no ,,
and he just turned to me with a smile and said oh i seem to have a problem , i said do you have a visa ,,no was his reply ,,ok i said and took him over to the visa office to buy a visa which only took a few minutes , i will see you at the coach i told him as i was going to have a smoke ,,back at the coach we reached the final police check for passports and the officer looked at his passport shook his head and said no ,,still smiling the dutch guy looked at me and asked what was wrong ,i looked at the passport and he had not got the visa stamped at the border control ,so with a smile he walked back to get the stamp and all was well ,,when we stopped in a small town for a short break we were chatting and i said you do not get fazed by situations do you ,and he smiled as he told me that he had been on the road for 12 years with his suit case and just enjoying life and seeing new places,,
we arrived in istanbul at 7 pm and we said our goodbyes as i had another coach to catch to the south of turkey, and the smiley dutch man walked across the concourse to book into the hotel there,,,,
i often think about that dutch man and think what an amazing man he is ,,,,the world is his oyster and he is living it .....