“If I go there will be trouble    And if I stay it will be double”
—The Clash

Every six months or so, I get this almost sudden urge to break camp and boogie back ‘home.’ Frustrations reach a sudden peak, my adenoids swell up, one more person refuses to sit down on the train next to me, or my boss fnds fault within my perfection. Te next morning I’m calling the airlines for the frst fight out. Living in a for-eign country is exotic, interesting, fun, exciting... and a giant pain in the ass.