Back in 2006 - and after some very good sales pitches from my boyfriend - I agreed to take a leap of faith, hold his hand, and jump into a new life in Toronto, ON. It was somewhat difficult for me to adapt, particularly because I didn't have a job right away. I doubted my ability to stay there for a month, then I got a job, became completely immersed in English (I'm French, if you haven't noticed, lol), and I was fine.
Fast-forward 5 years: we bought a condo, sold it, bought a house in the suburbs and bought a car. I really love my house and although it's much longer to clean, I wouldn't go back to the condo. I can easily see myself build a family and grow old in this house.
Now, here's the thing... My partner may have this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that would have us move to Sydney, Australia.
Needless to say the more I look into this, the more excited I become about the idea of this great new adventure. Seriously, what is there not to love about the land down under?
Was it difficult to leave everything behind and star anew 5 years ago? Yes. Would I do it again? Hell yes!!
To be continued.....
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