After leaving the embassy, my next port of call was the home of an Irish contact who had thoughtfully invited me round to dispense some advice. This was one half of a married couple who are friends of a brother of a guy I worked with in Dublin! We had swapped emails and I got an invite to a face to face.
It wasn't too far from the embassy and when the taxi dropped me at the door, I'm sure she thought I came via the swimming pool! However, I got some great tips on the social and work scene here. On the former, I got the names of some organisations to join and on the latter, I got confirmation on the grim prospects for someone coming here looking for a decent job. The only way to get a decent paying job here really is to be sent here on an ex-pat package, which usually has accommodation and kids' schooling built in.
Anyway, I headed back across the island again after that and was finally delighted to get back to chez moi. And yes mum, I changed immediately!
Monday, November 17, 2008
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