A promise kept
Two years ago when I cut my travels short to come home for school, I promised myself that if the opportunity presented itself I would pick up where I left off. While my chosen field is in high demand, there are no jobs locally at the moment. My options at the moment are northern Saskatchewan, Toronto or somewhere in the US. Not really liking any of those choices, I elected to go for Door #4 instead. I’ll be returning to the UK as soon as I receive my diploma.
After working my butt off to maintain a high GPA for the first three semesters of my program, I had some breathing room for the last 4 months. Due to the demanding course load, I hadn’t been able to keep my job past the first semester. I probably should have tried to pick up some weekend work again to fund my early days abroad. Instead, I used my new found free time to spend every available moment reading round the world (RTW) travel blogs.
Thanks to my obsessive reading, I have more than a few ideas of where I want to go once I build up some savings. Therein lies the method to my madness in choosing to move back to the UK – the British pound stretches a heck of a lot further internationally than either the Canadian or US dollar 😉
My classes finished a month ago and now I’m counting days. I have 5 days until my mandatory 5-week work placement is finished and 32 days until graduation. I don’t have a plane ticket yet, so I can’t count the days until I leave. So now, the waiting begins.