Just because I’ve been in the middle of moving my entire life from France to England, that doesn’t mean I haven’t been reading!
As I stuff two years worth of accumulated junk into a giant suitcase, ready for my next big move, the question of nationality has hit me with full force. It’s something I’ve thought about for a while, but now that I’m moving to the the country of my forebearers, it has taken on a greater significance.
What is my nationality, how deeply am I affected by it, and is it even important?
Day the first; or, it’s only up from here
-What are your plans?
-Beach or trail?
-A bit of both I guess
She looks us up and down in distaste, her eyes linger on our footwear.