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Thirty years ago, in the first issue of International Living, Bill Bonner, our founding publisher, laid out the promise that IL would “show you ways to make your international lifestyle profitable...or at least self-supporting...help you adjust to a rapidly changing world in which national chauvinism is both costly and confining.”

This April 9 experience what’s called “the world’s greatest steeplechase,” run every year since 1839 in Aintree, near Liverpool in the U.K., the Grand National is one the most popular horse races in the world and attracts huge, festive crowds.

You may be in danger of losing your frequent flyer miles unless you take some concrete steps to protect them. Airlines have been tightening up the expiration rules on frequent-flier accounts and some customers report having lost hundreds of thousands of miles.

It’s before dawn as the first surfers race toward the ocean and the sun begins to unroll a carpet of yellow light across the beach. Soon the clubhouse is buzzing with the breakfast crowd...and I can see neighbors on horseback stopping to chat in the surf.

If, like me, you’re a hands-on person used to being busy, then a retirement with time on your hands can sound a bit daunting. Don’t get me wrong; I love being able to spend a few days on the beach, cocktail in hand. I relish the opportunities for travel that I have. But that alone doesn’t cut it for me. And it may not for you, either.

Libby Rush is finishing up a year teaching English at a small foreign-language school in Campeche, Mexico. It’s been “a wonderful experience,” she says—and she’s already considering where she may teach next. Ecuador, Honduras and Nicaragua are on her short list—as are some other cities in Mexico.

In the States I would have paid anywhere from $600 to $1,500 for the same work, depending on the type, location and material of the cap or crown. Dr Jesús charged me less than $300. The price came as a nice surprise. After the last appointment he gave me the bill, and I didn’t have that much cash with me. “That’s fine,” he said, “bring it in when you get it.”

Three years ago my wife Christine and I started a new life overseas. We fell in love with Cuenca, Ecuador, South America’s city of festivals, because it had everything we had ever wanted in a home...

I turned the air conditioner up a notch, and it responded by blasting an increased volume of 95-degree air through the vents. I’d driven the rental car only 50 miles, yet I wasn’t tempted to turn around and go back…I was already captivated by the striking landscape.