Our move to Croatia was hardly a precisely calculated plan. Jay and I carefully decided to move abroad, but the fact that we ended up in Split, Croatia was more a combination of random coincidences and blind luck. Croatia is one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been, so I feel very lucky that I ended up living here and I always wish I could share the experience with more of the people I love.

We were all ready to board the plane to Berlin, but we had to sit in Split’s airport for an extra three hours while a mechanic inspected our plane to insure that the smoke momentarily seen coming from the brakes was nothing to cause alarm. I was too antsy and impatient to pass the time reading. I just wanted to get to Berlin. I paced around, bugged Jay (he was trying to read Sherlock Holmes