Moving to the UK had been my dream ever since starting secondary school. I was obsessed with anything English: the language, books, music, the country. You name it, I got wobbly knees over it. So much so that my friends knew I’d end up living in the UK one day and my mum knew she’d lose me to the country when I stepped on the plane to start my one-year contract as a foreign language assistant in the UK.
Moving to the UK – why and how
As part of my studies, we were required to spend at least 3 months aboard, but I knew that moving to the UK for just three months was not enough for me. I applied with the British Council and instantly got offered a placement at a secondary school in Bristol. To say I was over the moon is an understatement. I was so happy and excited that I couldn’t wait to get on the plane and start my life in the UK, the country of my dreams.
I popped an ad on Gumtree to find a flat, went to my bank to get a reference allowing me to open a bank account in the UK (when actually all they wanted was a UK address). The rest I winged once I arrived. My new landlord Jamie was kind enough to pick me up from the airport and the next morning I started my UK adventure. I visited the school I’d be working at, explored English supermarkets and got confused by the fact that every second person I came across calmed me “lovely” or “darling”. Being an introvert from the North of Germany, this really threw me and it took my quite some time to get used to this rather friendly mannerism of the folks around me, but I grew to love it and I grew to love the people of Bristol.
Moving to the UK was one big adventure
For some people moving to a new country is a scary step to take. They read every single article about moving to the UK (there’s a fab one over here), they join forums and they want to plan every single thing before making their way over to their new home. To me moving to the UK was the most exciting thing I had ever done. I threw myself right into the adventure. I made friends, I traveled, I fell in love, I had a baby and I stayed for nearly 7 years. I would probably still be in Bristol, if things hadn’t gone terribly wrong between me and Amy’s dad, but despite everything that happened and a really tough year before my move back to Germany, I think Bristol is the best city you could ever live in. I certainly had the time of my life there. In fact, I think I can say that Bristol made me the person that I am now. I have so many fond memories of the city and the people that I’ve met there and I have learned so much about myself and life. I won’t ever regret moving to the UK for one second. Moving abroad can be scary, but if you throw yourself right into it, it can be the best thing you ever do!
Have you ever lived abroad or considered moving to another country?
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