The full story of why (on Earth) I moved to England

Every story has a beginning. This is the beginning of my story. Maybe I should say our story. After all, my story cannot be told without talking about my boyfriend Albert. This isn’t a love story. Don’t understand me wrong. There is love. Of couse there is love! This story (my story) is about breaking out of your comfort zone and moving forward.

Back to the time when I used to watch Peppa Pig

I’m not talking about my time as a toodler. I was an adult trying to improve my English working two jobs. First, it came the self realisation moment: what I’m supposed to do with my life? Options were a Masters (meaning studying one year only to be unemployed a few months later), movig back to my parents home to keep myself busy while life goes by or moving to another country. I went for the third option and I think I made the right decision.

Alll decided then. I’m moving to United States… WAIT!

I shared the news: I’m moving to the States to be an Au Pair; it’s decided. Visas take time, so I decided to take a 6-week English course in Cambridge on the meantime. Spoiler alert: I never made it to the US. Goodbye, American dream. Hello, England.

So, February 2011 I was officially installed in Cambridge, working as a part time waitress and a part time nanny. My English was pretty poor and I often struggled to make myself understood. I was treated like shit, but I also met amazing people who loved me and supported me. My boyfriend helped me and I want to think that I helped him back. We set our own objective as a couple: to be admitted in uni. And we nailed it.

Why on Earth would you move from Cambridge to Manchester?

That’s exactly what everybody asked us when we decided to move to the North. We had imagined Manchester as a place full of gangsters and crime. We soon realised the idea people had of Manchester was getting curry in the Curry Mille and… pretty much that. They also warned us that Manchester would be very rainy and yes, that was absolutely right. I miss my sunshine.

Settled in Salford (the nice area of Salford), we started our life as university students. Words can’t tell how hard it felt going back to uni to study in another language something you had never studied before. As a journalist, I had a pretty general idea of Marketing. Pretty general is something to emphasise here. Somehow, I manage to finish my Master with distinction while working late hours as a waitress in a 5 star hotel and find a job. Didn’t I say it was hard job? Still, I loved being a student in Salford Business School and getting to meat amazing people from all around the world.

Look at me! I’m in Marketing!

Suddenly, everything was new for me. New job title, new town, new industry… I was quite stressed, but people at work helped me learn and my managers gave me total freedom to do the things my way. What else can anyone ask for?

We now live in Macclesfield in our mini house. We both love our jobs and our life here, but still, from time to time we get asked: Why on Earth did you leave sunny Spain to move to England? Well, now you know the whole story.