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Doing Something About Friendships

I am moving too often. Countries, counties, cities, towns - as if to counterbalance the eternal steadiness of the first 25 years of my life in the same flat, same district, same city and same country. 

Rippl Ronai utca 38-40
   The house where I grew up, we lived on the top floor.
Terezvaros, Andrassy ut
   The bird's eye view of the famous Andrassy Avenue of 6th District.
  



All my schools, even my university was within the same two kilometer square area as my parents' flat, so most of my daily life played out in that 6th District of Budapest.

My primary school, between age 6y and 14y
My secondary school, between age 14y and 18y

                                                            


My university, the glorious Liszt Ferenc Academy of Music

Since then however, the list of places and addresses where I lived has become too long. Nearing maybe 30 entries? I daren't count. It just happened this way, life happened this way. 

Everywhere I go I meet great people and make friends, but then lose them after moving away. Clearly, I am not that great at keeping in touch, because when I move, I am too busy to establish myself in my new environment and I tend to focus on people I see physically. 


For a while I thought, through social media, I can keep up with my old friends' lives. But to be frank, social media is no longer good for this, plus looking at each others' timelines and commenting here and there is not exactly the same as lifting up the phone and listening to each other. 




On social media, there are too many people in too many directions, we all have massive "friends" lists.  I have a few faithfuls with whom we seek each other out, we catch up for a while, then radio silence again for months and years. 

And I hardly have anyone - especially in the UK, where my roots don't go that deep, there are no shared childhood memories - whom I really know and check up on, a true friend. 



So, while I have to be realistic, knowing that all of us have our own lives and the people I felt close to won't necessarily feel the same way towards me after so much time, I have decided to find a way to catch up with everyone who wants to know about me. Thus, open the door for anyone reading this to get in touch and know me, regardless where we are in our lives. 


Getting ready for shipping our life to Spain



Those who have known me for the last 6-7 years, especially work colleagues, would know that I was over the moon when I found a job in Spain, and I moved out there about two years ago. They might or might not know how everything went since and what happened with me. 

In my next few entries I will show and explain it all. Then I will leave you to respond, that's not to say that I won't pick up the phone to get in touch too, but this saves me some of the explaining and gives you a bit of an entertainment too










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