I never actually intended to become an expat; it just crept up on me like my floppy beer belly. But I guess now I’m an expat for good (hopefully I can get rid of the beer belly).
A lot of my Spanish family say that I’m not actually a guiri any more and I’m half Sevillano. Especially after getting married in one of Seville’s oldest churches, participating in Semana Santa, and now being the father to a lovely little Spanish (and half English) baby boy. But there’s no mistaking my accent and typical English ways. I’ll always be a Brit fighting against the masses here.
Here are a few posts about Expat Issues:
Expat Focus Blogs