Post-dinner thoughts

The downside of expat life is that you never manage to have a permanent group of friends who grow old with you, get to know your quirks and accept you the way you are. You meet a wonderful set of people and by the time you are ready to do away with formalities and let the walls down, it is time for someone to move on. You see the potential of a friendship blooming and then sacrificed at the altar of the need to earn bread and butter. But so is life and so it will always be!