Love you, Hust!
You might have forgotten that I have a drag-racing police officer brother who calls out abortion as state-sanctioned murder and takes me to the shooting ranges. I appreciate the joust... it's never personal. It's what we all need to learn how to cope with differences more.
I didn't go back to the US throughout Covid until November last year, so it's been pretty full-time. (I'm going back again to the US for an extended period this November.)
I don't have my citizenship yet, but my papers are on step 4 of 7 in the process. Let's just say I've enjoyed it here more than Cali these days for the chill people, the culture, health care that won't bankrupt me, and being able to go out at night without needing to pack heat.
You know you are always invited!

I still have fond memories of watching Juve with you and your lovely wife and her food (and Sheiky, etc.) at one of your prior places in Bangalore...
Lots of Desis around here. Enough to get you yelled at by a Murican in Poland, but enough to feel familiar regardless of your religious persuasion. (We even have Parsis, though I haven't caught many straight-up Zoroasters.)
Thanks! And yeah, Eurosaurus Rex. Though we'll see if we come out a little less scathed ... we're part of the "Iberian Exception". Not only do most of the apartments in town don't have heat, but the EU gave us the finger when Merkel was teat-sucking Gazprom ... telling us we were on our own, because all-nukes-all-the-time France and Macron certainly didn't want more gas pipelines over the Pyrenees. So we get a 1-year reprieve.
Meanwhile, none of our natural gas comes from Russia anyway (and as a result of the French stiff-arm) ... we were forced to acquire it through more expensive LNG (liquified) from the US and Angola and some North African pipelines. Now the pricing makes that decision look a lot cheaper. But who knows for how long.
Oh, and because this is the Murica thread, some face-slapping reality of the poetic basic services here in Portugal. I went to the bank to change my home address with the new purchase. They were serving D02 and I had ticket D03.
I waited over an hour for someone to see me. Then then act of changing it took about another 40 minutes. No normal American would believe that's humanly possible. This is where we joke we are the Africa of Europe.
Just changing your home address at the bank took over two hours... it's like buying a new car.