Leaving the known in search of the unknown

I was born and grew up in Zimbabwe and went to dance school in Cape Town, South Africa. When I was finished my studies, I decided it was time for a new adventure. Got my ancestry visa (the day before I was due to fly) and was ready to go.

Letting go of my home and the life I knew was terrifying and exciting all at the same time. I was sad to leave the known and my family behind. Moving to a completely different culture where the people don’t understand you isn’t an easy thing, trust me. But who wants to be in the know all the time, am I right? Where is the excitement in that?

So I jumped on a plane and flew half way across the world in search of a better life. What I found was cold and wet 😂. Originally, I wanted to live in London, but a city that size just scared the you know what out of me. I didn’t know anyone and couldn’t cope with the vastness of it all. Family is what I needed.

I went to stay with my aunt in Glasgow for a few months. Really wasn’t for me, I can tell you that now. After 5 very rough and testing months and some very special words, I moved to the beautiful Bath. And that is where my new life started…