Moving Far Away

Moving Far Away

Well my first time moving away from home was to come here. I decided to attend a College six hours away from my home town; I was excited and had no worries about moving away from home.

Sounds obvious, but I wasn't thinking about it: you must be prepared to take care of yourself. At home, if something breaks, you always know who to go to to get it fixed; if you don't, you ask around. Here, it's different. The second day here, the toilet gets plugged and we don't know what to do. I mean, we're not stupid and we try to use the plunger but nothing is happening, so we leave it for a day thinking if we flushed it, water would start going everywhere. A day later we call someone and they have to come and fix it for us. My laptop battery also acts up which resulted in its turning itself off and shutting down. Then our bathroom light starts flickering, which was another thing that needs fixing!

But more important than all of that, my car breaks down, and I want someone who would do a reasonable job and not rip me off. Easy at home: the place my dad has gone to for the last hundred years has known me since I was in diapers. He's straight up, and even if he wasn't, he wouldn't take me to the cleaners because he doesn't want to lose my dad's business, or my uncle's, or any of their friends. Because they are most of his customers.

Here, I have no idea who to go to. My friends are new to the city too, and it needs a lot of asking around before I get a recommendation I can trust. And I need to buy a map to find my way there.

I mentioned my friends. I hadn't thought of myself as someone who made friends easily; I hadn't needed to do much of it even though I hate being on my own, because I already had enough of them. Different here: I've made a lot of friends right away (helped by the organized activities designed to just that for us), because I had to.

My advice to anyone thinking of moving far away: go for it, it's best experience of my life. New people, new town, new life!