We’ve been working away at the move, but seem to be accomplishing little. DH is in Liverpool as we speak. He says the weather is gorgeous, warm and sunny. I’m worried he will use up all the yearly allotment of sunlight before I get there. Which will be ironic, because he doesn’t even LIKE sunshine.
He is at the Hilton in Liverpool, which looks like it’s a real hardship to stay at:
He says I’d love it there, his room overlooks the water and is right on the corner up top so is full of windows. It is also across from a shopping complex, where he swears I will love the Costa (coffee) shop, and the John Lewis (apparently like a Nordstrom’s). I told him on a sunny day like that, he wouldn’t get me away from the water’s edge.
We’ve been having a bit of difficulty getting final numbers from DH’s company, which is hindering the work we’re doing with the relocation agency. They need details to help us, we don’t have details, and thus we are at an impasse. We haven’t even determined whether they’ll pay for a car lease for us, or only public transport options. The danger here is that we end up paying out of pocket for the privilege of working slavishly to convert hospital systems over there, which would defeat the purpose for us. The exchange rate is not in our favor.
We’ve looked into a few suburbs near the hospital; in terms of places I’ve found that I like, the suburbs of Childwall and Allerton. There’s a particularly nice house right across the street from a large park in Allerton that I’ve had my eye on, but since he’s been there, DH is interested in a suburb called Warrington that I’ve not found yet on my searches. Apparently his peers at the hospital all highly recommend the area and most of them live there as well.
I’ve been blessed with many wonderful friends who are across the pond who are pointing me out to council websites and educational resources, all of which are greatly appreciated and highly overwhelming. I’m tempted to throw my hands up and say “Somehow, it all comes out right in the end”.
Saying goodbye has been really difficult, on many levels. For someone such as myself, who doesn’t shed tears at all (I can seriously not remember the last time I cried), there have been many “almost” moments already. I’m sure they will fall before I’m done here. And I’m sure there are heartbreaks still to come. I am overall excited about this prospect, though, very much so. I cannot wait to learn new things – this is who I am, at the core. A student. There are no bits of knowledge I will not welcome, even the most difficult lessons.
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