Liza, what the hell? Bangkok?
When you know me a bit or are following my blogs, you know me living in a different country hasn’t been on my bucket list, or on any list actually. So moving to Bangkok at the end of October was something I never planned. Let me break it down for you, and for myself really, how I got to this point.
His point of view
Let’s start from the beginning: Brandon is my boyfriend. He is a long haul pilot for Norwegian. He joined Norwegian 2 years ago. Before Norwegian he worked for Ryanair and was based in Girona, Spain, that’s also where he lived for over 3 years. He sometimes flew back to Holland to visit friends and family. To realise he had nothing to come back for and Holland didn’t give him a reason to be there.
– Liza, Spain? I thought you said Bangkok…
Ye I know this is a weird beginning, just keep reading I”ll explain.
My point of view
I was never the type that wanted to see the world. I was happy living in The Hague, in The Netherlands. I never thought about living in a different city, let alone different country. My brother lives in Stockholm, Sweden, and I visit him 3 times a year. He moved there 6 years ago and built an amazing life. I never visioned myself doing that. After finishing school I was focused on getting a job in UX design and therefore working 9 to 5 and being happy with 3 weeks of vacation per year.
What I want to say with this is that, I had a certain mindset: i wanted a spaceous apartment, work for a boss from 9 to 5, 4 weeks of vacation was enough and i wanted the security of a monthly paycheck. I realised a few months ago, after living this lifestyle for a few years, that it wasn’t for me. My mindset and therefor my intentions and wishes in life changed due to several occasions over the last years. They started to allign in my being, all pointing the same way.
Planting the travel seed
One occasion being that Brandon and i got back together. After a non scheduled break of 2.5 years. While I was really happy with my apartment with all my furniture and clothes and my mindset on making a career. Brandon opened my eyes to traveling. I went with him on a couple of trips and this really changed my view on life in general. Next to this he was talking a lot about wanting to move back to Spain.
His arguments were appealing. I mean, Holland is nice and well organized and all. But good weather all year round, having breakfast with a view over an endless sea and living outdoors. I couldn’t counter that. Hell, I started to want it more than he did. My mindset changed surprisingly quick. While I was still pursuing a career I was also intrigued with the idea of building a life in a different country. I would gain so much experience on all levels. I was open to quit my job and build a life somewhere else.
We were planning on moving to Spain at the end of 2017. We talked about it probably every day.
What the hell is a base bidding?
One morning we were having a coffee, my favorite part of the day, and Brandon got an email from Norwegian saying there was a base bidding for Bangkok for the winter. He looked at me after reading the email out loud and asked me, with a somewhat cynical smirk on his face, if I would be open to do this. He never expected my answer. Wholeheartedly I said: Let’s do it. I want to live in Bangkok for the winter. Here’s my motivation
A few hours later he submitted his bit on a winter base in Bangkok. Now we just had to wait if we got accepted.
Bangkok, is that in Thailand?
To what did I say yes? I’ve never been to Thailand. Brandon, being half Indonesian meant growing up traveling a lot to his family in Indonesia. He had seen a lot from Asia. We traveled Indonesia for 3 weeks last year. That has been my only experience with an Asian part of the world. So we booked a flight late June to visit our maybe future homebase for the upcoming winter.
We knew that during the time we were in Thailand we would get the email from Norwegian telling us if our bid was accepted or not. But we didn’t know exactly when. We arrived in Bangkok, stayed there for 2 days, traveled to Koh Lanta. And again while drinking a coffee in a nice little bakery Brandon received the email; we got accepted.
I honestly still don’t know and I’m still in the process of finding the answers. Maybe there is not one answer, or any, but I know I want to listen better to this voice and feel more of this feeling that I feel in my gut that I’m not sure of what it is.
In this part 3 I will share my routines, or not?
This is part 2 where I will share what I learned about living in a community.