Dictator, billionaire, NBA star seemed like plausible career possibilities when I was growing up. My dreams of being an Arab Isaiah Thomas were dashed when I was cut from the elementary basketball team, a detail you can read more about in my book which has received another glowing review.
Left with 2 paths that could merge into one, I am still on my original quest to cement a name for myself beyond ‘points guru‘. Today, I took a small step towards realizing that goal in a most unexpected way; I received my residency card from my new host country, Mongolia.
It’s one thing to backpack through SE Asia for a couple of months or live the expat lifestyle for a semester, it’s quite another to be a legal resident of another country.
Looking at my new ID, what else can I say besides, “Yup, I live in Mongolia!”
The travel adventures will continue, my plans for world domination have not subsided but really who would’ve thought it would route through here?
800 years ago another man also had these lofty ambitions. So maybe I’m not that crazy.
