Today marks three years of living abroad. Three years or 27 months (one of my favorite numbers as I was born on the 27th) that is a long time in some regards but in others, not so much. When I decided to move to London I really had no idea how long it was going to be for but today I am more than half way through my original visa stay and I have no plans right now to leave.
Last year I reflected back on what two years meant to to me and at the time was quite sad I was unable to spend the milestone in Portugal as I had planned. Who would have known a year later that travel would still be massively effected. Heck, the world is still massively effected. However, as I shared in my lockdown reflect post the last year has had a few positives.
You would think after this amount of time I would be fully engrained into the British culture but at least a few times a week something surprises me. Whether it is a British term or traditional that I am not familiar with or I say something that does not resonate with the English. For instance, I was not ware of the tradition of picking out your own large chocolate Easter egg or the term Scouser, which is actually in the dictionary defined as a person from Liverpool. On the flip side I thought everyone knew what Life cereal was but apparently it is not a brand that made it across the pond. However, this is a breakfast cereal in England called Shreddies which is a similar lattices style wheat cereal.
All in all, I am not sure when these revelations will begin to fade out nor do I know how long I will be in the United Kingdom but for now, so far so good!
Do you have any questions about my time abroad?