Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
First, let’s clear something up – it’s not the wrong side of the road. In fact, some would adamantly state it’s the correct side, and the other 70% of the world is wrong! But it is the other side of the road, and driving on it is the least confusing part of this whole process, … Continue reading Baby, you can drive my car
And I raise you two weeks (at least?) with no furniture. We picked up the keys to our new place on the 1st of August, and are awfully excited to move in! The same day we also spoke to our shipping company and heard our container was (finally!) packed and leaving that day. It should … Continue reading I see your minimalism
We’ve been here a week – a week! Half a Fortnight! I don’t know what I really expected we’d have gotten done in that time, but I think we’ve done pretty well so far. Especially considering getting anything done with a jetlagged toddler in tow is 196.3% more difficult than it would normally be. So … Continue reading Half a Fortnight
We made it! After a harrowing week of getting our condo packed up, trying (and failing) to pare down our ridiculous pile of suitcases, and saying our goodbyes, we made it to the airport for our flight. The trip itself was fairly uneventful, though Isaac decided he’d had quite enough of the sitting still, thank … Continue reading Landed
It’s been a whirlwind few weeks, but things are finally coming together for this move. About damn time, since we leave in a week! With an underwhelming amount of fanfare (read: none) we received settlement visas for Isaac and I. It seems like something that warrants a bigger fuss made than an automated email notification … Continue reading We’re on our Way
One of the things I had to decide when planning this move is what on earth to do about a cell phone. In a first-world problem of the highest degree, I am unwilling to go without an iPhone. Credit history doesn’t carry over to the UK from Canada, so getting one on a plan there … Continue reading Freedom!
Ok, I’m not so much screaming inside my mind, but since last week there has been a little voice in the back of my head. It sounds something like this: panicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanic panicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanic panicpanicpanic…..breathe…..panicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanic panicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanicpanic. Last week we applied for the UK Settlement Visas for Isaac and me. On the surface, I feel like we fit … Continue reading Vis-AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH