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Originally Posted by Goldberg
People move back sure, but alot of people stay.
With 30k sterling a year you will be minted, and have a good life.
It is not all about the money though, you will have better sun shine and beaches, and a new challenge.
Truthfully too, it is not for every one , if you have been stuck in the uk for 60 years you have a certain way of living, so you may not be able to hack it. Like the people who return.
Expat life is for some and not all. You either like it or not. The easy way , is too come over try renting for a year, if you like you stay if not, you go back to cold old england.
I was thinking today, if I left spain, and went to say brazil or dubai, I would not dream of going back to england, all the people I talk too want to leave!
Tax, Political correctness and terrible weather, and lots of immigrants, at least you get sun here! Some things dont work, sure, but where can you eat out for 5 pounds and get courses in the uk.
It is not perfect but if you just have to sit in the sun and relax, I dont know anywhere that beats it.
It is the number retirement spot for retirement people. For us who have to work it is much more challenging. Much, you are lucky.
But still would not go back to uk, the world is too big to see.
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Don't worry about our ages, our son's friends often say that we are the youngest 60 odd year olds that they know.
I know what I will miss about the UK.
1) The Peak National Park (we live an eight minuets drive from Chatsworth Park). However there must be something about the UK that all expats miss.
2) Our son, who will no doubt view us as the scours of as many cheap holidays as he can manage.
I look forward to early morning drives to the coast and walking on the beach dipping my toes in the water long before the rabble arrive. On the way back I will pick up the freshly baked bread, freshly squeezed orange juice and cooked meats and cheese for our late breakfast.
I love doing the shopping when in Spain, albeit that I spend an eternity doing it. Decisions, decisions, will it be meat or fish for dinner? will it be salad or vegetables or both? what fruit shall I buy? Then of course comes the all-important selection of the wine too accompany the meal that I have not yet decided on. I will then have a titter when I hear a UK regional accent saying "See if they sell Kingsmill Fred". Back home with the supplies only to find out that we have run out of San Miguel and bottled water, off I go again.
On my return the wife says "The bottom of the pool is filthy", great, I can now play at submarines with the remote controlled underwater Hoover thingy, thats another very productive hour taken care of. Have a look at the TV and see what's going on back in the UK, bloody hell its Gordon Brown, I'm going for a swim, the wife has beaten me to it. A bit of gardening when it cools down and then fire up the barbecue, remembering to keep quiet about the Premiership match that kicks off at 9-00 pm Spanish time, roll on tomorrow.
Do you think that we will fit in?
