I haven't had a "real" job—you know, one of those 9-to-5 office gigs—since 2008. But I earn good money. Enough that I'm able to travel the world, save for retirement, and dine at nice restaurants without ever breaking a sweat about my bank account. You see, in 2008 I quit my office job so that I could wander through the Middle East, Asia and Australia for a few years.
My husband Joel and I are no strangers to moving every few years—so in 2009, when the opportunity arose for us to venture to the island of Curacao, we jumped at the chance.
"What I love the most about Paris is every day brings an opportunity to see and do something new. It stimulates the brain. Every street you haven't traveled down before leaves you room for discovery and learning," says Texas native Leah Walker.
"You're starting a business where?" That's the question you'll get, over and over, when you tell your friends you've decided to pack your bags and move to Panama. They'll likely know that Panama is famous for its...
Nick Fawcus-Robinson wakes most mornings well before the sun rises. Padding around his bungalow in bare feet to make a cup of tea, while the cocks crow outside, I'm sure he ponders his past life now and again. Maybe. Nick was an officer in the army for many years and a highly paid corporate executive in the tobacco industry after that.
Scott Dinsmore, 47, and David Russell, 52, keep busy running their Spanish colonial-style boutique hotel, El Castillo, on Costa Rica's southern Pacific coast. It sits 600 feet above the beach in the jungle-clad mountains that rise sharply from the deep blue waters. But they never forget to enjoy the natural beauty of their adopted home...
Two years ago I never would have imagined that I would be sharing the intimate details of my bikini-clad life on a deserted Caribbean beach.
For three days now, I've been telling you that in Ecuador, you can have it all...but at what price? What must you give up to make a good life here? International Living is, at times, accused of seeing the world through rose-colored glasses...of overlooking the bad and omitting the blemishes. If you've been here in Quito the past few days, I doubt you'd agree with that.
I first discovered Paris while studying in London. One weekend spent exploring the city of light and I was smitten. Whenever an occasion arose, I would return, to walk the streets that spoke of history, to sit in the charming cafes and watch the passing of time, in this, the most beautiful city in the world. Yes, I dreamed to live there. One day.
Six weeks ago, I left my luxurious, sea-view condo in Costa Rica (my second home) to return to my first home—Malta, a Mediterranean island, surrounded by turquoise waters. Relaxing with a glass of champagne in First Class on the way over to London, I knew I was going to miss the long, sandy beaches, stunning sunsets each night after playing beach volleyball, and the amazing wildlife and postcard-perfect scenery.