After studying in Katowice,
Poland, volunteering at the Kalakar Trust slum school in New Delhi, India, teaching English at
Sanmenxia Foreign Language Middle School in Henan province, China, two short stints in London, England, and almost
turning Irish while working in various banking roles in Dublin, Ireland, my sixth (and
for the foreseeable future, last) foreign place of residence has become Yangon,
Myanmar. While it’s been well over three months since I started my new life
here, so far I’ve put off starting a new blog. Writing should be an urge that
cannot be suppressed, rather than an obligation one has to fulfil. And while
the urge has been lingering close to the surface ever since I set foot on
Burmese soil, the past weekend has been the trigger that made it burst to the
surface. As ever, writing for me is the key to storing memories of my foreign
adventures, so I can keep on reliving them even after years have come to pass.
As a positive externality, you might find this blog an interesting read.
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