We are ready for a new life period. Several days ago Xavier got a new working contract and this time Independent People are moving to (drum-roll)… England! We’ve visited the half of Europe, however England remains the country where we’ve been for only several hours. This year we had a stopover before heading to Iceland, which was enough only to enjoy “MIND THE GAP”. :)

Where will it be?

This part is my favorite one. It always feels like a lottery – you are waiting impatiently when the ball with the number falls and tells you your own destiny. Our ball announced Middlesbrough.

Now it means nothing, but soon we will know every tiniest shop, every street and every supermarket of this town. Can’t wait.

For how long?

6 months the first contract and then we’ll see. We don’t like the idea of staying less than 2 years.

What are our expectations?

Our travelling experience taught us one important thing: not to have any expectations. We chase away all the images of gentlemen, five o’clock tea and what-not. There are not many locals carrying the volume of “Pride & Prejudice”, right? (I LOVE MR. DARCY!) What is so cool in the expat’s life is to watch the transformation of the vague ideas about a certain country into love and very warm attachment. How many Motherlands can one have? No idea, but we have already three of them. England will certainly become the fourth one.

Our plans

  • to visit all existing Harry Potter places
  • to make at least hundred cycling weekends
  • to hear at least thousands jokes about the Hundred Years’ war
  • to spend an amazing week in London
  • to read all English literature that we’ve failed to read so far
  • to approach (we don’t dare to dream about more) to this orgasmic British accent
  • to make a sacrifice at the Brontë Parsonage Museum (we’ll live so close to this temple!)
  • to enjoy fully the great Rayanair flight net.
  • to visit Hadrian’s wall. Someone here is crazy about the remainings of Roman Empire…
  • to cross Scottish low- and highlands on the next tandem trip

I hope, nothing is forgotten.

All that remains to do is…

  • to fix our minivan Robby, who didn’t appreciate his solitude that lasted 6 months
  • to put the boxes with our belongings inside Robby
  • to prepare the stock of French cheese to carry on.
  • to realize that soon we’ll have to get used to the driving on the left. This point makes us really worried.

One more thing for sure is that being an Expat in England doesn’t represent anything special, there must be thousands of them! Maybe someone would like to have a cup of virtual tea and teach us some basics? :)

Departure to England is in
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