Making the dream a reality
We all know the American Dream but what about the Spanish dream? The American one gave all hope with its ideals of equality and freedom. Well, I know that I am moving closer to fulfilling my Spanish dream. This dream means my personal freedom and happiness rather than a grey and colourless one.
Dreams can become a reality. But sometimes, as the cliché goes, you have to take a plunge. A life without risk maybe safe but it would be incredibly dull! Therefore, I am going to live in a place which values sleep, doesn’t work to a perpetual schedule and is bathed in sunshine. In fact, I am going to be nourished by tiny plates of food and celebrate rarely paying over 2.50€ for a glass of red (and often much less).
The dream plan
Firstly, I have decided my exit date. Funnily enough Brexit has helped to guide my diary. As the politicians seem incapable of giving any firm ideas as to the rules post Brexit, seems safer to go before. However, I suspect that even after Brexit, Spain and UK will work something out. Well, I really hope so!
Now I have my date, this dream plan just got serious.
A date with Spain
Like with any date I’ve ever been on, especially when I’m excited or interested, I get myself date ready. On my list of pre date preparations are:
• Where to live. Location and property.
• What to live on? Jobs as well as tapas.
• What to bring, what to sell, what to throw away.
• How to deal with Spanish paperwork and stay sane
In fact, do not get bogged down with lists. Simply, focus on just going there. Remember the ultimate goal is a relaxing life in Spain.
Embrace others…twice…on the cheek
Spain is a very passionate place. People are friendly, and knowledgeable. The best advice I have had is from people who have already followed their dream to Spain. Such as rent first before committing to anywhere. Sometimes, you will visit a government office. Remember to take snacks and every form of paperwork you have ever owned. It will not be enough. Luckily, I already possess a NIE from my last time there.
The British way is steely stoicism with no direct eye contact. Thankfully, this is not the Spanish way. Kiss twice to almost everyone you meet. This can cause moments of discomfort for the average Brit but it has to be done.
Remember, if you get olive oil on a dress in a bar, several Spanish grandmas will physically manhandle you and argue the method of treatment. Phone numbers are offered liberally with honest and open offers of assistance. Stranger danger is there, of course. Spain is a real place, not a dream. However, there is a sense of openness in Spain that’s certainly not British. So get your lips puckered and embrace a Spanish life.
If you can dream it, you can do it. Walt Disney
Dreams need determination, graft and action to become reality. Or they stay as dreams. I’m lucky. Furthermore, I’ve made great friends during my explorations.
Finally, this dream can not work unless I do. And work I will. This type of work is no chore. Ultimately, I want to live out the last 25% of my life in a place where everyone, regardless of age, can dance in the streets. Simply, I want to wake up to blue skies and sunshine. Spain is my dream and my reality.