Little fish, meet big pond.
Some people spend their whole lives dreaming of getting away, of leaving the familiar behind to dive headfirst into the uncertainty of being a stranger in a strange land.
On the other hand, I never even considered living anywhere other than New Zealand until a few months before it actually happened.
I love travelling, but I’d always been a holiday kind of person – leaving for a short spell before retreating back to the comfort of home. The idea of upending my life, with all its dependable routines and structure, to start from scratch in a new country was utterly alien to me.
And then, I met someone.Continue reading →