I am a 48-year-old ad man who woke up one day and realized that most of what I find myself doing on any given day is not contributing to a satisfying or compelling life story. So, relatively fresh on the heels of bankruptcy, foreclosure and divorce, I set a goal of moving to Latin America by October of 2012.
This is my very first blog, started on the actual day I fell out of love with life in the States. Therefore if you are interested in one day becoming an expat yourself, I recommend you start at the beginning by clicking here. Along the way, you’ll experience what I do: namely a whole lot of confusion, planning, self-doubt, job quitting, steps forward, steps backward, unwarranted optimism, pretzel logic and eventually—if all goes as planned—liberation.
Unfortunately, you may also be subjected to occasional lunatic philosophy, political rants and, of course, my potty mouth. But I figure that’s the price you pay for making me go first.