Embarking solo – Week 1

For various reasons I started the move off by myself with C and Hannah staying behind in Texas.  I actually did not feel much anxiety about leaving until the night before my flight was scheduled to leave.  I have taken trips away a couple times now and they’ve been fine.  But knowing that I would be gone for almost 3 weeks with only a short visit at Christmas to break it up was tough to swallow.  I shed a few tears at the airport saying goodbye.  Hannah was fine but mostly because she didn’t truly understand what was happening.

The flight across the pond was uneventful but uncomfortable.  I didn’t sleep much but did get some reading and movies in.  My first week was a bit chaotic.  I checked into my temporary lodging which had been setup for me.  It was an extremely convenient location, but very basic.  Essentially a bed, tv, bathroom, mini fridge and microwave.  Not exactly glamorous but it would do.  As it was the week before Christmas there was a lot of things that weren’t open, had limited hours or people who weren’t even in their offices.  Thankfully I was able to get my ID card the 2nd day there meaning I had access to everything I needed and the ability travel freely.  I rented a car for a couple days to get around while looking for a car to purchase.  I also attempted to set up several house showings.  However, most of the letting agencies I spoke with couldn’t let me view anything until after Christmas, or even after New Years!  Thankfully I was able to get one set up for that same week and another for the following week.

My super snazzy hotel room - home for 3 weeks

My super snazzy hotel room – home for 3 weeks

English countryside at dusk (at 3:30 pm...ugh)

English countryside at dusk (at 3:30 pm…ugh)

Life living solo in a hotel = takeaway Thai food, a glass of wine and FB surfing

Life living solo in a hotel = takeaway Thai food, a glass of wine and FB surfing

In addition to searching for a house and car, I needed to set up a bank account, get car insurance and work on everything needed to start my job.  It turns out we never closed our bank account from our previous time overseas.  We thought they might have closed it due to inactivity, but low and behold, I walked into a branch, gave them my account information and ID card and sure enough there was a teeny tiny balance still there.  Whew!

A coworker’s wife had a lead on a car that her mechanic was selling so I set up a time to go see and test drive it.  Well, the shop was in a heavy traffic area so I let him drive while I sat.  It had only been 2 or 3 days since I’d started driving on the “wrong” side of the road again so I felt much more comfortable with him driving.  The car looked good and was a good price so I agreed to purchase it.  Two days later I returned to hand over the money and get the keys.  Thankfully another coworker was kind enough to schlep me to the mechanic’s shop in order to get the car.

My new ride

My new ride

That same week I was able to view one property.  Turns out it was a perfect size, great location and had assigned parking (which can be difficult in the area we wanted to live).  I phoned up the letting agent and told them we were very interested in the property.  The landlord and agreed to “consider” pets so the agent presented our information to her for approval.  This was a Thursday afternoon.  They were closed the next day until after New Years.  Which meant we had to wait….for 10 days.

The street with the house I viewed

The street with the house I viewed

Alas, the next day was Friday which mean I was heading home!

Cheers