LIFE | I’ll never drive a car in the UK

LIFE | I’ll never drive a car in the UK

Okay, maybe never is a strong word. But honestly, I have no desire to learn how to drive in the UK.

Back in the States, I am a licensed and confident driver. My mom taught me how to drive in parking lots and cemeteries, I went to the BMV and passed my tests on the first try, and I spent almost a decade happily driving without a care in the world.

Sure, there was that one time a cop pulled me over in my driveway for speeding on the way home because I needed to pee and there was also that one minor incident where I hit a car in front of me that slammed on its brakes, but apart from that, driving in the States for me was not a problem.

But here in the UK? Heck no. I have no desire to drive on these roads. Why?

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LIFE | It’s been three crazy months. Have you missed me?

LIFE | It’s been three crazy months. Have you missed me?

It’s been a while since I last posted, hasn’t it? A little over three months, yeah?

Whoops.

I realise it’s a bit rude to just abruptly stop posting for such a long period without any explanation, but hey, I do have a good excuse for my disappearance.

I’ve finally moved to the UK to live with my husband!

That’s right, after six-and-a-half years of a mostly long-distance relationship (note: do not recommend), Dave and I have finally managed to sort out that whole visa situation. We’re finally able to exist as a real-life “normal” couple. Amazing, right?

Let me catch you up.

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