|A friend from the UK emailed us and asked if real life had set in or if it was still a holiday.|
Well, I'm still waiting for the holiday to start!
I don't think it's ever felt like a holiday, there are too many stresses to sort out in your first few months. Kids in new school, new job, somewhere to live, shipment & etc. Just knowing how to get anywhere or where to buy the stuff you need. And when all that settles down then there are always the chores. The sun may be shining but the kids still make a mess and the house still needs cleaning. Plus that old chestnut - cooking - what a bore and how bloody time consuming for something that only makes you put on more weight!!!
But having said that - I decided that it's the bits round the edges that are the holiday, that make this whole crazy move worthwhile. Weekends which seem to last so much longer as we pack so much stuff in. Swimming, beaches, parks - and that's just the free things! When I get tired of chores I can take myself off for a walk on one of the most beautiful beaches I've ever seen in my life AND the sun will be shining! This week the kids have been doing swimming lessons on the beach. All the same stresses were there as swimming lessons at home - getting the little dears ready, making sure we've got goggles, towels etc but while they had their lessons I stood and watched, paddling in the Indian Ocean with a cloudless sky overhead instead of sitting sweating in 15 layers of clothing in a smelly, overheated indoor leisure centre.
It's no holiday and anyone who thinks it will be is deluding themselves. But as long as you can balance the mundane, everyday that are just the same as in whatever country you came from with all the wonderful things this beautiful place has to offer then slowly you begin to realise why you took this journey. And that's a good feeling.