The Visa Fiasco

The Swedish Visa Fiasco [petiteadventures.org]

It’s been nearly three weeks since we arrived in Stockholm. It’s amazing to be here, and I am loving every minute of it, but I’d be remiss not to acknowledge just how difficult and frustrating it was to get to this point.

I shared the bare bones of our visa saga in my August month in review post, but it was all too fresh, the wound was still open. Now that we’ve been here a few weeks and the wound has started to heal, I think it’s finally time I shared the story of my Swedish visa fiasco.  Continue reading “The Visa Fiasco”

Petite Adventures Month in Review: September 2017

Petite Adventures Month in Review: September 2017 [petiteadventures.org]

Well, September was quite the month.

The first two weeks of the month were nothing short of a whirlwind. In just a matter of days I finished up work, packed up and (intensely) cleaned our flat, and said goodbye to friends.

Before I could even take a breath, we were on our way to Stockholm, saying goodbye to Leeds for the foreseeable future. Continue reading “Petite Adventures Month in Review: September 2017”

How Knowing English Made Expat Life Harder in the UK

How Knowing English Made Expat Life Harder in the UK [petiteadventures.org]

After ten months of trying to adapt to life in Spain, I was very excited at the prospect of moving to the UK last fall. I’d spent a nearly a year living in a city where I struggled to converse with everyone, so I was more than looking forward to living in a land where I already knew and understood the language.

I looked forward to easy conversations and no longer feeling afraid to go to the bank.

I looked forward to reading menus and signs without questioning what I thought I understood.

And boy, did I ever look forward to eavesdropping. I know this sounds bad, but trust me, when you can’t understand a single conversation going on around you, you really start to miss it.

I so naively believed knowing the language would make integrating into a new city and making friends a breeze, when in fact, now that I look back on it, it might have actually made it harder.
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