Living Overseas - My Earliest Memories

3 years old. At 3 years old was my life transition from a normal Malaysian life to living overseas. My family and I went to England on 20th-something of September 2009.The flight was from Kuala Lumpur to Dubai and then to Newcastle. We went there mainly because my father wanted to do his PhD but of course, there were also other reasons and benefits. It's killing two birds with one stone.

Me sleeping at the airport while waiting for the plane.

   When we arrived, we didn't have a home yet so we stayed at my father's friend's place for a week before finally getting a home at Bowburn. If it hadn't been for the community we had there which were mostly Malaysian, surviving would have been a rough. They managed to help us out by sometimes lending us some stuff we didn't have. They were nice enough to teach us where to find Halal food and how to know if it's Halal or not and some other important information.

  I really disagree when people say "Good for you, you've lived overseas for four years whereas I haven't even took a step out of Malaysia!" Living and travelling isn't the same. Travelling means staying in a rental house or hotel for a few days or weeks whereas living means you have to worry about your children's school, a permanent home It's not the same for every one. Some even ended up homeless. Although it was kinda tough in the first few months, we were able to get through it and managed to live an average life.