Personal stories on getting out.

It took some time hunting through Europe’s capitals before I found the place I wanted to settle. London and Paris were economically unviable. Amsterdam too Amsterdam. Barcelona a lot of beach and fashion but aside from its architecture, doesn’t add much that’s new in the way of culture. Prague too small. Then I found Berlin, in many ways the ideal spot for an American expat.
When I told people I was moving to Tijuana, they all said, "You're nuts," "You'll get killed" or "I didn't think they had much else besides bars and hookers." I either ignored it or told them to venture beyond Revolution Ave. and the red light district...