When I mention my travels many people act surprised, and I’m never sure how to respond. To me, being “brave” means being afraid of something and doing it anyway. I’m a cautious person who avoids taking risks. The prospect of dealing with diabetes abroad didn’t seem particularly scary to me—if it had, I’m not sure I would have done it.
Standing in the kosher aisle of my local supermarket, I was confronted by more varieties of matzah than I (as a person who has attended a total of three Seders in my life) knew existed...