I am resurfacing slowly from my holiday-induced stupor…there simply is no point fighting it, I have to get back to the real world eventually. First up, I am resuming my count up to the big move:
Day 88: I headed over to the embassy to submit my documents. Funny how all the months of waiting results in pages of paper and a few combination of official letters and numbers. From here on it will probably take 15-20 working days before I get my passport and visa. And then not long after that, I will be off.
The idea of moving is not as difficult as it was before I went on vacation. I guess seeing home and family again reminded me that this is no longer THE big move. The biggest move was done almost 4 years ago. This is merely a continuation.
I will miss Dublin — there is no doubt about it — and the friends I’ve made here, the homey city where you pretty much know where everything is and the quality of apartments I can afford to live in. But for now, I’m still missing home and I can only afford to miss one thing at a time.