Well, we’re now 10 months into our big Californian adventure. The adrenalin has started to wear off, the reality of flogging our London flat and squashing our worldly possessions into a 20ft container has pretty much sunken in.
I am all for embracing various cultures and celebrations, particularly when they involve food, yep, especially if they involve food! This is our first Cinco De Mayo in California, and there’s all kinds of fun stuff going on…
OK, political shenanigans aside, it’s been quite a year for the Muklet household too! We did indeed become ‘Stronger Together when we ‘Brexit-ed’. When ‘they (Sterling) went low, we went high’ (in the sky, in an aeroplane, headed to California!). As a trucker be-hatted Donald zig-zagged the country we were glamping in our new house on blow up beds and eating In and Out off of paper plates whilst our worldly possessions floated up the Panama canal in a shipping container.
To the unaccustomed one may think that moving from England to America would be an easy transition. They are both English speaking countries in the Western world, with similar customs and past times right?! Well, for the most part that is true…
Continue reading Observations of an Expat – Part 1 (of many)
Now, I’m gonna try and write this without sounding like an egotistical narcissist!! It’s a very genuine thank you to everyone who has cheered me along thus far. I honestly wouldn’t be able to keep going had I not had the support and encouragement from you all!
It’s getting real! We’re packed up, and our worldly possessions are now on a shipping container headed for LA! California here we come…
I’ve become rather aware I may be sounding like a bit of a stuck record, banging on about our imminent move from London to California. I mean, it’s kinda hard not to talk about it, given that it has practically taken over my daily existence for the past few months!
Continue reading Trying not to over egg the (Californian) omelette
I was having a conversation with my husband when I declared “Oh my goodness, we’re doing this! We’re moving to the States without jobs!!”, to which he replied “No we’re not. You have a job, you have your own business. You have Muklet”. It was probably the nicest thing he’s ever said to me (apart from maybe, saying yes to marrying me!!). So, it was decided. I wouldn’t look for a job. I would fully focus on the business. I would go ‘FULL MUKLET’!
I’ve been keeping a bit quiet about this until I knew it was really happening. Well, I say keeping quiet, I’m rubbish at keeping my own secrets. I’ve been unsubtly adding British, American and airplane emoticons to my IG messages & tweets recently. Particularly to anyone I connect with on the ‘other side of the pond’.
Continue reading Project USA – this is not a drill, I repeat this is not a drill
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