The Time I Lived Abroad
A bit of a different post coming your way today. I thought we could take a break from all that make-up talk to discuss my other passion: pizza. Just kidding, although that is definitely something I get heated about. For the past 8 months I have been living in England, which probably clears some things up for you if you were confused as to why I had beauty products in both GBP and Canadian Dollars.
Basically, Kate Middleton rang me and asked if I was free to watch over Prince George for a couple days so naturally I gathered my belongings and hopped across the Atlantic. For real though - I've moved to the UK once before, two years ago, to be a nanny for a few months. I initially saw it as a fun summer job in which I could travel and be surrounded by the English accent. Little did I know that I would end up falling head over heals for the place (and even more in love with the accent). The second I landed back in Toronto after my first trip, I knew I had to go back.
Fast forward to one year later, after months of saving up money, I was headed for Heathrow airport. This time I didn't have a job lined up for me when I got there, I was just hoping for the best. Luckily, I already had a house waiting for me thanks to a good friend of mine. I moved back to Bath, the same city I lived in when I was an Au Pair because um - have you seen the place? Honestly it's more beautiful than Leonardo DiCaprio rolling around in daisies with a dozen puppies.
Admittedly, I didn't search for a job as hard as I should have at first. I was too preoccupied catching up with friends - old and new. After many a failed job interview, I finally nagged a spot at a pub in town which is now home to some of my fondest memories and favourite people. Being constantly surrounded by my amazing friends made it so easy to be away from Canada for my birthday, Christmas, Easter and all the other holidays that fall in between.
I did also make time to travel with what spare money I had. The European culture is incredible, and so much different from us here in North America, I can definitely picture myself there in the long-run.
Cliffs of Moher, Ireland
Cliffs of Moher, Ireland
Eventually, my UK visa expired (tear) and I was no longer able to legally work there, forcing me to return to the motherland. I had the time of my life, and would've stayed forever if immigration allowed it. For now, I'm still trying to piece together what on earth I want to do with my life. Who knows! Maybe one day, I'll be back there for good.
P.S.. If you ever get the chance to travel or move abroad, do it.