Well, the taxi will be here in two hours. The an hour to Qatar, eight hours in the lounge, then fourteen hours to Philadelphia. Then the rest of my life.
My only real plan is to get a kitten. I will offer my services to the local community college as well as whatever local community service that helps immigrants.
I suppose I will need a new username. In the future, I shall be more willing to speak frankly about the Kingdom.
It is a big step. I feel I have mastered my profession, only to be forced to leave it at age 63.
Paul, one suggestion – don’t think of this as the “final phase” in your life. It’s just a phase, singular. My dad retired from being a public school teacher after decades of service. He was just as busy afterwards with various projects, volunteer assignments, church duties, etc. He joked that he was out of the house even more after he stopped working.
Compare and contrast to one of my father’s teacher friends who retired around the same time and did virtually nothing besides drink heavily and sleep 'til noon every day. His was a “final phase,” and he did it for another 20 years.
Congratulations! I’ll be retiring likely end of the year, or early in '22. Whatever you do, don’t catch Covid on the way home. Airports/airplanes scare the sh!t out of me right about now.
Congratulations. I have another 15 years before retirement, but I’m already wondering what it will be like to go back to the U.S. after spending more than half my life in another country. Good luck adapting to the homeland.
