In Malta

If you read the first post of the blog, you know that I spent over 11 years in London before moving to Malta.

As you can imagine, there are many challenges one has to face in the process. In the UK it was the language barrier. Despite having regular lessons and interactions with foreigners in my home city, my knowledge of the language was very basic.

And I thought that I was the smartest cookie around.

So the proverbial landing was hard. I ended up working in a laundry, washing table cloth and bedsheets for hotels, then McDonald’s, Chinese take-away or plumbing shop to name a few. My knowledge of English has not improved much then, but I picked up a decent knowledge in Urdu and Punjabi as a result.

The thing I did not foresee was the loneliness- London is a huge city where you don’t just bump into people. All your friends are far away and continue living their lives. They would ask you from time to time how is it going, and you would feel the pressure of telling them how great your new life is. You earn your living in pounds! So much to do and experience! But really you sit at home wondering what have you done. You live in the suburbs with dirty people and have nobody to talk to.

In the UK one could arrange everything she needed, there was a structure and clear guidance. One did not need estate agents. It was easy to open a bank account.

After years of study and hard work, I landed a job in corporate banking. After four years I decided to leave the job for Malta.

Pretty nuts but it was for love!

Indeed, Malta is extremely different to the UK. Free movement my ass. To apply for a bank account or driving licence, one has to have a Maltese ID card. That in turn you one can obtain after living in the country for six months.

Language is not a huge challenge, as English is the official language along the Maltese, which sounds like a mixture of Arabic and Italian. I will give it a try and learn it.

What in turn is a challenge, is the traffic. Over the past few months visiting, and the past one living here, I can say that the way people in Malta drive is unprecedented. I am not saying Maltese, as I know that one of the drivers who attempted to run me over at a pedestrian crossing was Middle Eastern. We had an awful exchange.

Flats are nuts too. Super expensive and mostly bad standard.

Recruiters in Malta are the same as in the UK. Mostly incompetent. I have been looking for a job for a little while and came across a lot of roles and people. I think I would have had a job a little sooner if I wasn’t asking for a decent salary. I just don’t think a salary of €1,700 will provide me with decent lifestyle when my rent is €600. I have been seeing comments on social media that people earn €750 per month.

I live in a bubble.