I was 38. After 4.5 years of living in Indiana, hubby decided he wanted to go home. Then after 3 years of living in Blackburn, he decided he missed Indiana. Yesterday and today, with a snowstorm, overnight low of -17 (I forget the windchill) and a high today of -5 with a windchill of -37, he is questioning why we ever left the UK. I hope we
move back one day, but if not, all will be fine.
How old were you when you actually thought of other countries as real places, and not just vague names that seemed like they belonged in stories?