How Do You Measure the “Wealth” in Your Life?

When my wife and I moved abroad in 2001, we left a trail of what we thought were our life’s most important possessions behind us. In a storage locker, appliances and keepsakes we were sure we’d need when we “settled down” overseas. In the basements and spare rooms of several good and very patient friends, furniture, art, and books we thought were the stuff of our emotional and cultural lives, that we’d need to have around us someday, wherever we were on the planet.

The Easiest Places to Retire Overseas in 2016

Many factors come into play when considering a retirement abroad. Cost of living, prices of rents and real estate, and healthcare options are main concerns. But quality of life for retirees moving abroad also depends in large part on being able to fit in quickly, learn the ropes, and mix well with the locals in their adapted communities. Language, culture, and community support from locals and other expats all can have a dramatic effect on the quality of the expat retiree experience.

Are You Courting Disaster by Moving Overseas?

I have friends back in the U.S. who still think I’m courting disaster living outside the country…even though I’ve been safely and happily doing so for 15 years now. “Aren’t you afraid of being killed or kidnapped?” they ask, as if everyplace outside the States is a war zone or a lawless, Wild-West backwater. These friends who still think I’m crazy for living “outside civilization” usually fall into two groups.

The Easy Way To Make Your Money Go Further

Imagine if you could snap your fingers and instantly cut your monthly expenses in half. You'd effectively double the value of the money you budget for monthly expenses. It would mean the cash you once used for monthly bills would be available for other uses. There are hundreds of beautiful retirement locations around the world where this is possible. For the past 15 years, my wife, Suzan Haskins, and I have lived in many of them.

Shopping at Ecuador’s Fruit and Veg “Black Market”

Avocados…strawberries…lemons…blueberries…raspberries…fruits I’ve never seen before and can’t name. On any given day of the week, I walk past people selling these things before I ever get to a grocery store or mercado. They sell their wares from wheelbarrows, woven baskets, car trunks and the beds of pickup trucks, huge plastic pickle buckets, and on blankets spread on the sidewalk.