Living abroad

I feel extremely blessed to be an American, so I don't think I would want to move out of my homeland permanently. However, I would love to go to England because I have a lot of friends there, and I would love to stay there long enough to get involved in some of their dance organizations or do a performance of some sort. It is also where my paternal grandmother's family is from, so I would love to visit that area (Falmouth) as I am big on genealogy. Germany is another, particularly the historic Hamburg area as that's where my ancestors originally came from, and I am interested in German things in general. To be able to see where my family lived six generations ago and get some sort of idea of what their life may have been like prior to coming to this country would be amazing.

hello hersheyskiss, i would most definitely want to try living abroad. its a great opportunity to know how other people live. a great way to broaden a person's horizon and meet new people to become a more well rounded person wouldnt you agree? i think i would like to live in latin america or somewhere in europe. to learn a new language, to do things by yourself, it would be pretty exciting woudlnt it

At one point I did wish to live in Belgium. That was only because I found myself enraptured by a guy to whom I used to communicate through a forum as well as email. He had almost the same common interests, and I fell in love with his romanticism. I had also seen pictures of him and thought he was very cute. It's been atleast four months since my last communication with him as I have been more fond of concentrating on the love I share with my fiance. When I would talk with the guy from Belgian, he would make his country seem so much fun to live in. At one point I had looked into a hostel around his country, as at the time I did not know where exactly he lived... I was only aware it was in the netherlands.h

That is a good topic. If I had to pick another country to move to and start over...I think it would be Ireland. Mainly because my whole life I have wanted to go there. My name is Irish and it means "the end of my wandering" as well as other things. But when I was in college I researched my name and found it in many Irish poems (legends or whatever you want to call it.) I know the Irish are known in the past as being a rough kind of living, but then again I have never had anything handed to me on a silver platter. But Ireland has a certain beauty to it that makes the soul sing. And I know I will get there one day and grab me a tall glass of Ale while I sit amongst the soft, green grass reading the poems of my heritage. It will be the end of my wandering.... Thanks for that topic, made me smile.