Dears, David and I flew into Amman, Jordan early this morning. A lovely flight over the Saudi desert with lots of lovely Jordanians on board. We were the only Westerners on the Royal Jordanian airplane, where not a word was spoken in English nor written in the newspapers that were handed out. After landing, we…

Dears, I have been making the same mistake over and over again for the last six months in Abu Dhabi. No, I haven’t been putting my foot in my mouth or wearing the wrong thing — at least I don’t think I have. Instead, my crime has resulted in my own punishment. Here’s the story: …

Dears,  We’re teetering on our sixth month anniversary in Abu Dhabi. I’ve owned homes for briefer periods of time. I’ve had long-term boyfriends in shorter timeframes. I have stayed less long in countries I have loved more. The other day, I told Allan that I needed to take a trip because I was sick and tired of being at…