I understand how people can feel some ambivalence toward their home countries. Very often, the devil that we know seems worse than the devil that we don't know.
When I spent five years sailing and working in the Caribbean
, I saw people move down to the different islands that I visited. It was rare that people stayed long term in any offshore
location. The shine wore off most destinations within a couple of years, and most people lost money
when they sold their offshore
property. I think that is one of the reasons that I like cruising on a yacht. I can take my house anywhere in the world, and if the shine wears off, I can move on.
After living overseas for 28 years, I have a hard time believing that I could live in a single
location for a long period of time. The world is too big, and there are too many interesting things to do.
I regard my nationality and homeland as a parachute sea anchor
. If all hell breaks loose, I can always go home. It might not be my first choice, but at least it is a place where I can regroup for the next adventure. No place is perfect, and I'm not looking for perfection in my homeland or in a particular destination
. Every place has its good and bad points. As long as they don't prevent me from living my dreams, I am willing to make compromises that keep my dreams alive.
When all is said and done, home is where the heart is.
Home is where the heart is.