1 more sleep...

T minus 24… into the last hours now. As hopefully most of you know, tomorrow I am back to life as a Canadian citizen. Scary thought, but that’s the plan. I arrive back home on my little island tomorrow night to spend Christmas with the family, then to abuse my parents’ generousity once again (it is January after all) while I search for work on the east coast.

This year in the UK has been fantastic. I came in March and again starting working at & living in a hostel, this time in Central London. I was there until the end of June, but in early May also started working in Recruitment. I have been sourcing multilingual candidates in the IT sector for a niche company called Euro London Appointments. It’s been a great experience, particularly as I was able to work in an office of multilingual people – most being foreigners or well-travelled English who are young, outgoing and fun. (Most.) ;)

I moved out to Windsor in the first of July to a quaint little terrace house sharing with 5 others girls. Ever hear of Windsor Castle? Queen Elizabeth? Elton John’s marriage? That’s my town. It’s a beautiful town, particularly now that the tourist numbers are fading. Living alongside the world’s largest working castle is an experience in itself. I’ve only been in once (trying to blow it up with my chestnut) but its presence in the town creates a romantic setting for a history starved North American like me.

So with a few travels, massive alcohol consumption and 3 million laughs under my belt it’s time for a new adventure. I will miss England (particularly that fine English cuisine…) and all of the amazing people I have met while here, but know that no matter how often we speak, you will always be someone I think of fondly with memories I will keep close at heart.

So enjoy the holidays. My new year’s resolution is to maintain better contact, so I look forward to speaking with you soon. I hope you have the chance to relax and enjoy the company of those around you, sipping on a cozy cup of mulled wine, nibbling at a mince pie, laughing with those you closest to you.

All the best in the new year,
Becky