ILA Magazine: The World’s Best Places to Retire Overseas Subscribe Now and Save 35% about subscribing to International Living Magazine Five years ago I had a shirt made in Vietnam. Egyptian cotton, black, collarless, it’s a perfect fit. It feels good to wear and even now it's a ‘go to’ shirt for posh dinners, hot dates or important meetings. I can’t say the same for my off-the-rack stuff, which never lasts and usually ends up as paint rags in the...
On my mission to find the world’s best retirement havens I have travelled many miles, talked to thousands of expats, paraded down hospital corridors inspecting rooms…
All of the countries we cover at International Living Australia are affordable places to live. But, as in every category we look at for our...
“My wife and I are on an annual pension of $34,320 with savings of about $35,000. Our house would sell for around $425,000. Would a move overseas be beneficial? What about transport and...
For a time before International Living I made my living through crime. I wasn’t robbing banks. I’ve always left daylight robbery to the bankers. What I did wasn’t illegal and far less exciting than banditry.
You don’t know it, but Albanians love you. Albania is a place you’ll have instant friends, where people buy you drinks and bring you home for dinner… Imagine if, back in high school, that beautiful girl or the fella with the smouldering eyes had a secret crush on you and you didn’t even know…
The country that took the top spot for the lowest cost of living in the inaugural International Living Australia Global Retirement Rankings is Vietnam. A fascinating and vibrant destination, rich in natural beauty, steeped in history and brimming with opportunity.
Azure waters kiss the white-sand beach fringed with casuarina trees. A few kayakers and paddle boarders bob about in the sparkling waters. On the sand, there’s not a beach lounger in sight and the only sounds are gently breaking waves and exotic birds singing in nearby trees…
Last year in Paris I persuaded a friend to join me on a trip across town to the Belleville district. He was hungover after a long night on White Russians in the city’s excellent jazz clubs. (You’ll find three good clubs on Rue de Lomdards in the 1st arrondissement.) I promised him a feast of Read more...
You could say I ended up where I am in life because of absinthe and Picasso.My first ever trip overseas took me to an ancient port town in faraway Spain. I was in awe of the history, I was a glutton for the delicious food and I couldn’t believe the value I was getting for my meagre funds.