I cannot believe how fast time has flown by. In less than 8 weeks we will celebrate our third anniversary as expatriates in Geneva.
It was August 2008 when we first arrived here, full of trepidation and badly packed boxes, and ready to settle ourselves and our 2 small boys into a new life. Now, three years and one more baby later, I still feel like the new expat on the block.
The rest of my family, on the contrary, have taken to Swiss life like bread to a cheese fondue: my six year old thinks he’s Swiss and I have to use his British and Italian passports constantly as flashcards, Expat Husband is still madly in love with the Swiss fiscal system and my youngest boy keeps correcting my French.
And what about me? Well, every family needs its own black sheep doesn’t it ?