Sunday, August 10, 2008

"high hopes"

Despite my excitement about my soon-to-be-started second international experience, there are, I must admit, some fears. Again, it's all about expectations.

Going to Morocco I didn't have too much of them - just the standard ones like learning a new language, traveling, sigthseeing, meeting new people, developing myself and bla bla bla. These were good expectations but not so difficult to be fulfilled. I wasn't aware of lots of stuff that I later experienced. Because how could I predict meeting so many wonderful people? being an extra in a Hollywood movie? having such a wonderful social life? having so many amazing conversations? That was all beyond any expectations of mine.

And it's here that I start walking on a dangerous soil - I begin to set too many expectations which are in addition very high. I will live in a city different than Rabat, I will have a different job, different amount of money to spend. People will not be the same either (I don't mean locals but expats) and that's my biggest fear. Will they all be as fabulous as those in Rabat? I really wanna reestablish my Rabat lifestyle but will I have the resources to do it? I will find it out soon. All the questions will be answered.

How much will my first international experience differ from the second one? The second time is never the first time. Will the Kingdom of Belgium be as generous for me as Kingdom of Morocco? A helping factor is paradoxically in this case the Republic of Poland. If I hadn't had to go to the Republic for 2 months I would have all the reversed cultural shocks in the second Kingdom. But being here I associate all the shocks to my stay in the Republic and at the same time I am looking forward to going the Kingdom which I expect to be a cure for my poor state right now. I only hope I'm not overestimating the power of this cure...

What makes me feel better is the fact that I was getting to Morocco with no slightest idea what I would experience soon. I didn't even consider that I would go thru something else than awaited. I simply didn't think of it. I hope that's gonna be the same in Belgium. There will be things I am not aware of at the moment. There will be times when I think I am dreaming, when I think it's not really happening.

...and life will be a movie again.

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