I’ve been living a blissful existence in London, England for the past 1.5 yrs since coming over from Canada on a Working Holiday visa. I have approx. 5 months left on my visa and then I am most likely going to have to leave. My work has offered to sponsor me and while I am crossing every single bit of my body I’m growing more and more doubtful it will go through as
- I am not very qualified though I can apply as an Office Manager
and - My visa will only be alloted for as long as my company has a contract with our current client which is up in April and as of right now it’s 50/50 it will be renewed.
I don’t want to go. Every fibre of my being tells me I belong here. I have never been sure of anything in my live except this. I love the UK. I love Tony Blair and Gordon Brown and David Cameron. I love Ken Livingston. I love that guy who preaches outside Oxford Circus. I love Centre Point. I love chavs and yobs and people from essex. I love dodgy kebabs at 1 am. I love Clapham and my current home Greenwich. I love New World in china town and I love the combination Wagamamas/Nandos near London Bridge (though it makes it harder to decide!). I love my job and the evil bitch who is my immediate supervisor. I love my flatmates N and K, especially N whom I’ve been sharing London with for over a year. I love the free concerts every Tueday at the Koko in Camden. I love all the english boys I’ve seduced/have seduced me: B and C and that brazilian guy I made out with and then that other guy from the Underworld and the young one from Metro. Mostly W. I love our gerbils Brissy and Spud. I love the amazing english countryside from the greenest of greens of the Yorkshire Dales to the peaceful Norfolk villages to the breathtaking sea views of Cornwall. I love LONDON.
I have become someone I like here.
Ok, ode-to-my-beloved-adopted-homeland aside, I am trying to come to grips now with the possibility of leaving. I will most likely end things by travelling for a month across Europe and then head to Canada for a few months to catch up with friends and family. After that, I’m really not sure where to go. I do know that I do not want to settle in Canada and thus my long entry gets to its point: Any suggestions?