All posts filed under: New York

The World Has Clocks…

…Africa has time. I just learned that idiom. (Shout out to my new pal, Jill, who taught me this one!) This is especially true in Kenya. We wait and wait and wait and wait…and wait. When will you be here? Just now. (A year-and-a-half in, I still don’t know what that means.) When will this be ready? I will have it ready Saturday. (That means any given Saturday) I’m learning how it all works. I’m accommodating the culture difference between me, Ms. New York Minute, and this place where time is just different. Sometimes, you have no choice but to wait it out. Traffic and things affected by traffic is a good example. Are you at the waiting room at Aga Khan? I hope you brought a good book because you’ll finish it. Sometimes, you can be explicit and set your expectations. You can state a time frame and if the person doesn’t meet the time frame, that person loses business. Yes, that’s possible here. You can indeed set a time. But, you have to …

Not Helpless Abroad

There are things you can do as an expat to fight what’s going on back in the US. Maybe you can’t call as easily. Maybe you no longer are a resident of a given state. There is still plenty you can do. You’re not helpless. Write to your representative in congress, or to the representative of your last home state or the state where you intend to return. Join the ACLU. Find a group of American expat activists. I recently did and it helps so much to gather together in this fight.  Make your voice heard on Twitter and Instagram. (It’s a wider audience than Facebook.) Look to organizations such as the Womens March and their 10 Actions 100 Days campaign for more ideas. Every ten days they post a new action we can take. The distance makes things a little harder for us, but we can still fight. Besides, at this point, what’s happening isn’t just an American issue. It’s a global crisis. Each of us, no matter where we are, can take part in this …

Making a Shift

Moving to another another country is obviously a big life change. But, sometimes, along with that change are other changes that have nothing to do the move, yet are affected by it. I’m going through one of those changes. Work has not been the most important thing in my life, yet it has been pretty important and my career is what has always taken center stage and taken up the most time. When I first moved here my first step was to start looking for work—actually I started the job search even before I moved here. The thing is, even back in New York, I was at a point where I wanted to shift things a little in my career. That got put on the back burner once I moved. Now it’s coming back in the forefront. How I work through that shift here is different from how I would have handled it back home. Same issue, but it requires a different approach in a different environment. In New York, the change would have been more …

An Activist Abroad

That fuzzy, gray square isn’t pretty. It’s hard to look at it. It’s uncomfortable. It’s unhappy. It’s how I feel. However, I can’t go on feeling like this every day. I need to find a way to cope with what is happening to America. Mind you, when I say cope I don’t mean normalize nor do I mean I’ll resign myself to what’s happening. I mean I need to deal with it, accept it, and then fight with all my might. I’m going to pull away from the Facebook political conversations and reposts (although I’m sure I’ll still like a bunch of political posts). I’m not changing anyone’s minds on there. I’ll save my energy for things that can actually make a difference. I’ll still use social media and I’ll post some politics on this blog. I’ll lose some readers, but that’s okay. This fight is more important. There will still be anecdotes of life in Kenya. There will still be reviews and travel posts. But I’ll be posting politics as well, from the view …