Countdown: 2 Days

We’re still in Switzerland, which is lovely. We spent three nights in Bern, the very hip capital city, and visited with our cousin Rosaline. Now we're back in Geneva for the last two nights, regrouping and enjoying more Swiss chocolate until we depart on Monday.

I'm stoked!

I’ve been making a little more progress on the immanent move, at least by putting my name out there. I signed up for a production job listings website which I pay a monthly fee to access, and there are a good deal of vacancies posted there each day. I applied for four more jobs on Thursday night and Friday morning on our hotel’s free computer, and I'll be sure to follow up with those companies once I have a UK mobile number set up next week.

I’m also in contact with three people regarding flatshares in Finchley and Golders Green now, and if the rooms are still available early next week, I’ll have a look at them right away. The place near Golders Green is more expensive and doesn’t include the price of utilities, unfortunately (and I know from renting in Boston that heat prices can be wicked expensive in the winter, as much as $100 per person per month) (but then again, hey, there’s no need to get consumed by the details just yet, since nothing’s set in stone). I'll see what I find!

I like feeling more flexible this time, rather than panicked about the uncertainty. I have my moments of worry, definitely, but I’m hopeful that something will work out—both for a flat and job. Last time, ridiculously enough, I had three goals (which weren’t quite as vague as I’m making them now, rest assured): a flatshare, a job, and romance.

I got two out of three, which are my two necessities this time as a result: steady work in the production industry and a comfortable houseshare. The third plan now is to be quite outgoing and make some new friends, while hanging onto my older, excellent friends as well (‘sup, Chris?). I’m thinkin’ it’ll be a somewhat smoother transition in England this time—but if it isn’t, I also know how to handle disappointment as well now (usually involves having a mini panic attack, calling someone to vent, and then moving on to the next plan immediately afterward!).

The next time I write will probably be from London! Look out!

(By the way, I'm really glad that I opted for a plane trip from Geneva to London instead of a train and the Eurostar between Geneva, Paris, and London. There was a fire in the Eurostar tunnel the other day, so the service is suspended until that's fixed up! To think I could've been stranded for a week! Whew.)