Almost exactly one year
after my husband applied for a new editor job at Bloomberg in South
Africa, we finally arrived to start our new life in Johannesburg.
When you are an expat people always like to ask you why you decided to up sticks and start anew abroad. Well for us it was a combination of needing to escape the chaotic Russian life (and the brutal Russian winters) after many years and seeking new opportunities in other exciting emerging markets where English is the official language and the sun shines a lot.
When you are an expat people always like to ask you why you decided to up sticks and start anew abroad. Well for us it was a combination of needing to escape the chaotic Russian life (and the brutal Russian winters) after many years and seeking new opportunities in other exciting emerging markets where English is the official language and the sun shines a lot.
Getting drunk after picking up the visas in London - finally! |
It took us so long to finally move largely because the South African visa system is very complicated (and I'm saying that knowing the Russian system, which expats constantly moan about). It
takes a long time to get a work permit approved here (if you get it approved at
all). My husband left his old job in June 2012 and took the summer off before
starting at Bloomberg in October. In the meantime we prepared to apply for the
visa in Moscow and track down an insane amount of documents. By January 2013 our initial
visa application had finally been rejected by the Moscow Embassy and I’d left
my job at In Your Pocket guides. So we huddled down in Edinburgh, Scotland
while my husband worked out of the office there and we reapplied for the visa
in London.
Suddenly in mid-March our
visas had been approved, our belongings had been shipped off and we were on the
next (business class - niiice) flight to OR Tambo.
Now we are here, there’s a
lot to get used to. For me it’s mostly strange not knowing my way around.
Having spent years writing about tourism, entertainment and leisure in Moscow
and St. Petersburg I had a street knowledge far better than the average taxi
driver. Now I am back at square one and really struggling with the inner
distance calculator, not to mention the street names and areas. Joburg is a
sprawling city, and much of it is devoid of major landmarks to keep you on your
way. Public transport is tricky (more on that later) and of course half the
time I don’t really know exactly where I want to go anyway.
Another incredible sunset from the balcony |
The easiest things of course
to get used to are the weather and the people. The weather is gloriously sunny
and warm (especially after winter in Europe) and the locals are almost all
approachable, friendly and helpful. People walk at what I like to call ‘African
pace’ - i.e not too fast at all, which suits me perfectly and wine is
especially cheap and good. The sunsets are gorgeous and fantastic nature and
wide open space are all within easy access...I could go on and on
No question there’s a lot to like here and I
am sure once we have the home, transport, friends and social life sorted out, not to mention a job for poor old unemployed expat wifey me, we are going to love this place.
Feeling pretty darn lucky to be here!
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