
When moving to a foreign country feels like coming home
It was an icy November evening in 2010, exactly 7 years ago today, when my best friend and I hopped on a plane to London from Milan. I had spent the past ten years living in Northern Italy, literally all of my adult life, and this was the beginning of a new chapter. We landed shortly before midnight. We both had been unhappy in our jobs for various reasons for quite some time, so when we lost our jobs, which…