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Over the course of the next six weeks, we will be traveling for about 3 of those:
We've started joking that we're starting to feel a little more like gypsys without a home. Although getting our flat in Chiswick has helped the kids feel a sense of permanency. We at least now have a home base. Things will also slow down some once summer's over.
I've also started to notice my children adapt their vocabulary. At the end of the day of visiting museums or other historic things their parents drag them to they ask if we're going "home" not back to the hotel. This isn't something Jen and I started and even though we've corrected them a few times, to them I think home is wherever you keep your stuff; your change of clothes, your power chargers, etc. And sense everything we own fits in a few small and a few very large pieces of luggage, and we plan on keeping it that way for the next few years -
Home is where our luggage is. And of course (more importantly) wherever we are as a family.
Post-Social. Futurist.
Digital anthropologist.
Gen X. Geek.
Expat from Seattle, living in London.
Husband of Jen. Father of 3.
This is a collection of notes, thoughts and pics that I've created, collected and then scattered across the Web.
Find me:
Twitter: @tacanderson
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Post-Social. Futurist.
Digital anthropologist.
Gen X. Geek.
Expat from Seattle, living in London.
Husband of Jen. Father of 3.
This is a collection of notes, thoughts and pics that I've created, collected and then scattered across the Web.
Find me:
Twitter: @tacanderson
New Comm Biz
/tacanderson
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