by Jocelynn Smith
The Sovereign Investor
Sitting on the balcony of my hotel room, watching the waves rush to the shore, I tried to pinpoint the moment I fell in love. And it wasn’t the miles of nearly empty beaches with some of the softest sand I’ve ever walked on, the amazing food or the incredibly kind people.
It came down to the rolling green hills.
You see, I spent nearly three decades of my life living in Kentucky. I grew accustomed to rolling hills covered in varying shades of rich green, the wide swaths of pastures and crops and the dark, shadowy woods.
I stopped while on the real estate tour during the Offshore Investment Summit, and I realized that these hills were similar to those I’d grown up with, and, well, the horses in the paddock across the road were a pretty good reminder too.