Just a day before Frenchy's graduation, I was asked if I'd like to move to Paris with the company. And just the day before that, Frenchy and I had discussed that very possibility as we pondered whether Barcelona would be the place for us for the coming years. We had decided probably not... The weather is nice and all (well, normally) but weather isn't everything.
So when I was asked that question, I said, "Sure." The next day Frenchy graduated. That was May 9. I finally got the official news two weeks ago while I was in Madrid and the even more official phone call a week ago Monday. So as you can guess, we've been in a bit of limbo for a while now, and it hasn't always been the easiest thing, but we've managed alright.
This morning I took a 6am flight to Paris, which is where I am now. I think I slept two hours last night and didn't manage to sleep at all on the plane because the guy behind me was using my seat back as a sort of punching bag. Now it's after midnight and I should really be in bed. But the reality is starting to set in. We are moving to Paris. In two months.
After spending the day in the office and getting to know my future colleagues, I'm looking forward to this next phase in my life and my career, even though I know it's going to be filled with plenty of challenges. From the language (which I guess I'm decent at) to the new office, new work, new colleagues, to the typical administrative headaches that always accompany a move, and finally to the very special administrative headaches that are reserved for Americans working abroad... well it's certainly going to be an adventure.
And adventures are always better with a partner in crime anyway, aren't they?
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Yes!!!
Bienvenue chez nous!
et bon retour à Frenchy
on vous attend pour faire la fiesta ;-)
Maureen
That is definitely an upgrade! You'll see that the administrative headaches have nothing to do with our Latin way of doing things. You're going to civilized country! However, I highly reccomend to read the book "A Year in the Merde" by Stephen Clarke, great fun and very inlighting.
Good luck to you both and hope to reado more and more.
Cheers,
JP
Merci Maureen!! :)
And JP, I read A Year In The Merde last summer in Peru of all places... and Frenchy just read it last month. You know, to prepare himself for what he'd forgotten about in his 2 years away. Hilarious.
So yes, onwards and upwards. And northwards. Adios Barcelona, bonjour Paris!
What is it about Barcelona that made you decide to leave? In the past, I have contemplated Barcelona as a place where I would like to live. However, I have been hearing a lot of people not liking the city as much when they move there.
Hope to read more of your adventures.
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