A great part of living some time abroad is meeting lots of nice people that become close to you. The bad part is that plenty of times you have to leave them, or they have to leave. That's life, but it's still a sad moment.
9 years ago I participated in a two-weeks student exchange with Sweden, where I met lots of nice people that stayed in Sweden afterwards. Shortly after that I did the way of St. James, a walking route were you make bonds with the people that walk with you day after day, resisting this little nomad life.
4 years ago I went to finish my university studies in Sweden, and the international environment made me interact with people all around the world. There I even met my future wife, and we actually started dating after being apart first...
2 years and a half ago I went to Vancouver to work for a short time, and I met curious people who worked around the world. And just one year ago I joined that people and moved to London to work with some of them.
All the previous times, I had to say goodbye without guarantees of seeing the person again, and in some cases there was a lot of drama involved, because it really felt that the time spent together was great and unrepeatable. However, there is something that I always thought, and that is true: The world is actually very small.
It takes us less than a day to move anywhere in the planet. That is just awesome, and not many people realise about it. Sure, it's not cheap, and it's not something you can do every day...but the point is you can. We're lucky, we can take a plane and in 2-3 hours cross countries and meet again with friends. And the internet just makes everything easier, allowing us to talk with far-away people as if they were next to us.
One of the people I met 9 years ago is still one of our best friends. My wife and I met lots of friends in the end of my studies in Sweden, and we see them regularly, even if sometimes months or years pass between meetings. When we meet, it's like it was yesterday that we last saw them. Living for so long abroad means as well that the friends from our home cities are harder to see, but again it doesn't matter how long, we always meet again and have fun together.
Soon enough we will leave London, and we will move again, to Sochi in Russia. We will meet new people, and we will make new friends. But first we will have to say goodbye here. We have already started to do so.
And we do that with an "Until next time!". Because we will see you again. The world is very small after all^^
Bon dia, Daniel:
ReplyDeleteNo he pogut estar-me de llegir aquest escrit ple de tristor per la vostra propera marxa; però la vida és així, i a mida que et vas fent gran et vas donant compte que hi ha amics als quals dificilment tornaràs a veure. Però el més important és despedir-se de les persones com si fos la última vegada que les has de veure. Que no et quedis mai amb la sensació de que no has dit o fet tot el que calia.
Petons per tu i per la Oleta.