I’m headed out to Romania again today, this time back to Iași. I found it oddly appropriate that this comic was published today and I’m headed to a place that is straddling geographical and political, historical and present-day definitions of “East” and “West”.
It’s still not the Eastern-most part of Europe in which my company does business, but I can only think of 3 more European offices or factories further East than Iași.
I’ll be back really late Friday night.
I think this is why I have directional dyslexia. When I’m in Europe, I instinctively flip east and west, and have to really think about it each time to get it right. Even after 8 years here. Sigh.
I think I’m getting better at it.
I was counting my passport stamps on one of the flights today.
This is my 10th trip to Romania in 2 years to the week.
Wow. I thought I was the only one. I kept making the same mistake over and over again in the draft of my thesis and my German editors thoguth I was nuts.
Could it have something to do with orientation (ha!) towards the Atlantic?