I only read three books last week, because I was busy. And yes, when I say “busy” I mean “watching Buffy”. How had I never seen Buffy before?! I’m now nearly at the end of season three. No spoilers please!
As well as doing – and writing about – forensics, I also write for an expat website. This might seem a little strange, because I’m not one, but I am a ‘digital nomad’ and a person who grew up surrounded by cultures that weren’t the culture of the country I was living in. So I’ve always felt a little like an expat even if I’m not.
I caught the travel bug pretty late. As a kid I never went on holiday (yes, I mean that literally) and I only got a passport a couple of years ago. I finally got one because I needed to go to Amsterdam for a forensics conference, but as soon as I got on a plane for the first time I was hooked.
I love everything about travelling, from deciding what to pack, to taking off in a plane, to exploring new places.
I was in Geneva airport. It was a nine-hour layover. At night.
Not the most exciting or exotic of travel experiences.
And yet, in some ways, one of my favourites.