The other night in Auckland, the alternative rock band Gorillaz performed at Vector Arena down the street from my flat. I didn’t have to go to the concert– I had the best seat in the house right from my own balcony, sort of like the Wrigley Field Rooftops in Chicago.

 

It was the first summer evening of the southern hemisphere, and I sat listening to the band with a few expat friends and a nice bottle of one of New Zealand’s Sauvignon Blancs… and once the music faded, we started talking about expatriation– what makes people stay and what makes people leave.

 

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