Fresh winds

For the last six years or so I have not travelled very much. Going to the UK to take care of my dad’s affairs and planning, and moving, to Brussels have pretty much taken up all my energy (and money) in these years. There have been occasional forays into Germany and France, but pretty much my travel agenda has been B-NL-UK. And that’s been OK because part of moving to a new place (Bruxelles) involves maintaining contact with the old ones (in my case Wageningen, Ceredigion and Kingston), while building new networks and friendships in my new home city. That’s a lot of contacts to maintain and develop and doesn’t leave a lot of time for thinking about vacations in unknown places.

Suddenly all that is changing- I have a share in a consultancy project in Portugal, am going to a conference in Latvia in July and have found a really lovely looking sailing holiday along the Dalmatian coast (Croatia) in June. It is sudden – all this has happened in one week. It took me some time (more than I expected) to find my feet in Brussels, now suddenly life seems to say ‘yes you’re settled here – spread your wings’