About three months ago, after a lot of deliberation, I decided I am going to move to London.
It has been dream for years to travel to the UK & Europe, but I have been putting it off.
For what? The indecision. Did I want to just do a trip? Did I want to work? Did I even want to go to London? What about Canada? Am I making the right decision?
My first decision: I’ll go in December. It’ll give me about a year to save!
Buuut, my fixed-term job ends in August. So, if I was to go in December, I’d be jobless for a few months. Eeeep! So, I’m going. SEPTEMBER. Packing my bags, selling my things, and heading off into the unknown.
I’m embarking on a journey by myself, across the world, to find a job, a house, a life, and explore. I am more excited, and more nervous than I can say. This is huge.
It’s huge for me, because I made that decision myself.
Okay, it’s not that I can’t make decisions myself, because I can, but the idea of travelling alone is scary. And I have spent years waiting for other people to help me, or to help make my decisions for me.
That’s what made it appealing. I decided one day that I was going to do it. I told my parents. I told my team leader at work. My friends, slowly. Everyone was supportive, and excited. It made it all the more real for me. I was going.
Saving – probably the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do! But currently in saving mode, and I keep thinking: regardless of how much I have saved, I’m going.
Because I’ve already booked le ticket! Flying Emirates to Sydney–Dubai–London.
This past year or so has been hard at times. I’ve learnt a lot about myself, both good and bad and emotionally I’ve been a roller coaster. I think what I needed was an escape. A place to just be me for a while.
New scenery. Different people. Challenges. History. Sights. Harry Potter studio tours (yes yes yes). Buckingham Palace. The Tower Bridge. A million-floored bookstore. Harrods. Christmas in London. Love Actually. Europe on my doorstep.
Maybe I have high hopes for this. Maybe I’m seeing myself as Reese Witherspoon in Wild and the UK & Europe is my trek across the USA.
Maybe it will be, maybe it won’t.
But it will be something, that I know.
(Counting down the days! Eeeee!)