I didn't notice it at the time, but the second anniversary of our arrival in Madrid passed by recently, on January 5th. We only really intended to stay 6 months, as part of a more static continuation of our honeymoon travels; I was going to join the Diplomatic Corps and we were going to head back to the UK the following summer. This obviously never happened: I made it through to the last round but then fell at the final hurdle for not being diplomatic enough. Those that knew me well graciously pretended to be shocked.
It doesn't seem like we've been here two years ; in some ways it feels like we've been here hardly any time at all, in others like we've always lived here. After all it's the only home Rosie, fast approaching her 1st birthday, has known. Also, switching jobs and flats after 7 months was the equivalent of hitting F5/refresh and added a new sense of ...ummmm.... newness to our stay here. But a stay is all it is; as much as we like Madrid, and despite the good friends we've made here, it's not a permanent home for us. Without wanting to jinx anything, plans are afoot to move back to Bristol.
We'll have to change the blog's name.
Again.
Saturday, 15 January 2011
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