We are not travelling lightly with eight pieces of luggage. We sprint around our home like people possesed, clothes flung in the general direction of a suitcase. I tell myself two years is a long time to spend in another country and prepare myself for any eventuality. I am like a girl scout on a mission and have googled my way through days of information.
We run out of time as in a few short months we have sold our 6 bedroom home and moved to our much smaller home in the country, before leaving for our adventure in Kuala Lumpur.(KL)
My husband Bruce, has accepted a two year work contract there and I am in virgin territory never having visited the city.
In the past my positive thinking has meant that when reality strikes, I fall quite spectacularly! This time will be different I convince myself. I am 50 something years old, raised two smart and beautiful daughters and now know myself better so that I can deal with any situation. I ignore a flurry of self doubt and educate myself on the customs and cultures of my new adopted city, assured that I know that there will be uneven pavements, that I will not get in a taxi without a meter, and the method for bargaining like a local. We deal with health insurance, renew our wills,sort out banking and sell our cars. My dogs are being taken care of by a friend and I run around trying to stock up provisions for them once I am gone. They look quite puzzled at the frenzy surrounding them.
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