I’ve gotten many emails over the past few years of people who come across my blog and want to know “How did you do it?” How, at 22 years of age, did I move from South Louisiana to Dublin, Ireland? Did you do it through a program? Did you have a job? How did you afford it? Was it scary?
Well, folks, I’ll tell you how I did it. I up and moved to Dublin, with no job or place to live, because of a little something known as the Working Holiday Authorisation – an amazing yet little-known program between Ireland and citizens of The US, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Argentina, Hong Kong, Chile, South Korea, Japan, and Taiwan.
The rules and requirements vary slightly from country to country. For the purpose of this post I’m focusing on the Working Holiday Authorisation offered to people from the United States.
Ah, what I’ve been secretly dreading…2016 in Dublin.
Of course I had SO MUCH FUN ringing in the new year in Dublin, and there’s a lot of things I’m looking forward to in the next few months, but it being 2016 means I’m even closer to having to leave this wonderful life behind.
That’s right. My visa officially ends at the end of April of this year. So I’m currently trying to figure out a way to stay, and am even looking into some classes to be able to stay as a student.
But besides that semi-stressful endeavor, life here is (of course) wonderful, and January was yet another great month in the Emerald Isle.
I’m a little late on writing this post, as technically last Thursday marked a month of living in Ireland. But, that just goes to show how insanely hectic life has been since I moved here!
Just for a little background info, my friend Maggie and I moved to Dublin on a year-long working holiday authorization visa. When we moved across the Atlantic at the end of April, we had no jobs and no places to live lined up. Not nerve-wracking at all, right?!