Living the Dream
Three hundred and twenty six days of sunshine per year, a laid-back lifestyle and some decent golf courses. That’s living the dream.
My wife, Margaret (Mags) and I are going to test that statement. Thirteen weeks from now, we are upping sticks, leaving the UK and moving to the Island of Aphrodite, Cyprus.
Exciting? You bet.
The really lucky people might be able to jump on their private jet, check into a five star hotel for a year and start having grapes dropped into their mouth by willing servants. For most of us however, it’s not quite as simple as that. It takes planning.
Mags and I are designing a life. We are putting together an action plan for living the dream.
My my. There’s a lot to this emigrating malarkey.
Some decisions have made themselves. My Mum and Dad retired to Cyprus and built a wonderful home. They enjoyed several happy years there together and after my Dad passed away, my Mum stayed on another fifteen years before returning to England.
Nevertheless, Cyprus isn’t terribly handy for a weekend bolt-hole. Depending on the wind direction, the flight is between four and a half and five hours from England. Add in the land transfers and the mandatory waiting around of modern air travel, and you are pretty much writing off a full day each way.
To really live the dream in Cyprus – we need to move there.
Did we want to? Could we? How would we make it work? What are the pros and cons?
On this blog, I’ll log how we arrived at the decision to move and how we went about turning that decision into a plan.
Follow along. 😁