Thursday, 21 March 2013

Moving to Madrid.

Hey folks! I think its  about  time that I share my experience of life in the Spanish capital  with you all.
This will be the first of a couple of post, as I have been here for quite a few months now there are many topics I'd like to cover with you - preparing for the move, moving, looking for work, a house etc! 
I want these series of posts to be as informative as possible as  there are so many things to consider when moving  to Madrid or wherever you are planning to go. 

I am currently writing this post up in one of the primary schools I work in. I was very lucky to be placed in such a fun loving school. The children are bonkers but in the right way. 
I guess the next thing to do is go back to actually go back to  the very start of this journey.  I
 moved to Madrid on the 20th of August with my then boyfriend/now fiancee Craig.
I had been planning on moving to Spain since January 2012 as I wanted to take a break from study for a while. At the time I had my undergraduate degree and was in the process of writing up my thesis for my postgraduate degree. I finished my thesis and handed it in one day before I moved so it was a crazy time for me as you can imagine. 
One of the main reasons I chose Madrid as my destination was the fact that one of my oldest friends was teaching there and had lots of great things to say about the city. As I would be properly leaving home for the first time I didn't want too stray too far away from the nest. I never had a problem with homesickness when  I attended college as I was only a two hour bus ride from home (I know people who did experience home sickness even though they went home every weekend, everyone responds to it in a different way) but I wasn't sure how I would cope with living somewhere like Australia, it seemed so far away and my family have been through a lot in the last few years so I just wasn't ready to be on the other side of the planet. 

It wasn't that difficult to tell my parents that I was planning on moving away from home as it wasn't going to be permanently and there was literally nothing for me in Ireland. I've always wanted to work in the law world so doing something other than that in Ireland would have felt like a huge step backwards for me.

At the time, my boyfriend was still living in England. He is Scottish but moved to Yorkshire when he was quite young. When I first mentioned to him that I was thinking about moving to Spain to teach he wasn't really sure if he would like to do the same which wasn't a problem for me. We had been in a long distance relationship for a years few by then and I'd never want anyone to change their plans because I wanted to move to Spain for a bit. As it turns out, he changed his mind and decided that he would come along as well. Knowing that he would be there to help me organize the move was a great help. I think my parents were relieved to know that he would be joining me. 
 It was tough telling my best friend that I would be moving as I didn't want her to feel like I was abandoning her, she didn't but I still felt that way.  I don't know what I would do without Skype, Facebook etc.

It's hard to believe that it's been over a year since I made the decision to move. Time absolutely flies here, I think the sunny weather has a lot to do with this. I don't want to ramble on do much so I'll finish the post with a fun fact about Madrid!

'Sobrino de Botin is officially  the oldest working restaurant in the world, it dates back to 1725.'

1 comment:

  1. It sounds like an amazing experience, and there really is feck all in Ireland. I'm from Ireland too and it's so depressing, you done right. I love your blog. I'm your new follower.xx


Thank you for your comments!