Why I moved to the UK? (and what nobody told me)

It feels sooo weird to write about this nearly 8 and a half years later, but it also feels so right..’cause we all start somewhere, isn’t it?

I remember that day like it was yesterday.
Of course, I will remember it, it was THE CHOICE that completely changed the course of my life. 28th of August 2018, and only a 3h flight was standing between me and my childhood dream – to live in London, the capital of Great Britain. Unfortunately, that was not the only reason why I moved to the UK. Looking back in time, it felt like I was fleeing, like I was pursuing that idea of a perfect life which my country could not provide. And I totally embraced that. I felt content, and with no remorse, I packed my whole life in a 23kg bag. I embarked on that plane with some sort of butterflies in my stomach, coming from both excitement, as well as fear.

Well, experience has proven that my excitement lasted until the moment I stepped out of that plane. Don’t get me wrong, the British people welcomed me in the best way possible. Helped me when the bag drop was delayed by nearly two hours. When I had no idea how to get home.
HOME.
This, exactly this, is what no one told me. That I will have to live with X other people in a shared house. That some of them will feel so superior having a letting agreement in their name, that they treat you like shit, sometimes. That it will take you more than expected to call it home.

On the bright side, I wasn’t told that people would smile and “good morni-ing” you. Yes, a complete stranger. Or that elderly people would actually feel offended when you offer them your seat in the iconic red bus. Oh, the red bus. I think I nearly had a heart attack while sitting on the upper deck and seeing it taking a right in the roundabout, as it felt it would crash everything on its way 🙂
Also, no one told me I would fall in love with the British English and their english breakfast.

I could probably continue endlessly, as within these 8 and a half years I experienced a thing or two. And actually I am more than happy to do that, just let me know if you liked what you read.

with utter sincerity,
Mihaela.

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