So at the expat easter party a few weeks back, I met another *woman* who also just arrived in January, and is also not working while her hubby is on assignment here. We were a bit happy to meet becuase it turns out we live rather close to each other - easy to get together for coffee...
This morning I met her downtown at the bus/train station. I took her to the bazaar for lunch, and she showed me the charity shop. We scooted around downtown, had a coffee, and then headed back.
Two things - 1...she is from the UK, so that's just interesting in itself, she sees things a bit differently (and also the same) as I - it might just be the accent. 2...she's 26 years old. At 35, for once I'm the old lady. It's a bit weird, in every situation I've always been the yongerst person around, or at a close tie with someone else. I don't really mind, I still don't feel *old*, it was just something new for me.
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