Getting older...

Yeap, today was my brithday. And nope, I have no problem telling my age, I'm turning 29 today. Gosh... 29!!! it sounds so... old!!! I remember when I was 18, just entering in the University and looked at the 30 year old people... they all looked so grown up, so mature, settle... now I look at myself and I'm far, far away from that image. Was I that wrong? maybe, maybe not... what it is clear is that my life now has nothing to do with the idea I had in my mind when I was growing up. And I had thought about that a lot, is it better? is it worst? and I haven't been able to find an answer to that question, the only thing that comes to my mind is that my life is unique, different, and that I wouldn't want it to be any other way. Yeah, true, I have had some minutes of panic last weeks thinking "I my god, I'm almost 30 and I don't have this or that..." but those minutes pass quite quickly and then all I can see, all I can remember is the great times I've had, the great experiences I've gone through and most important, the incredible people I have met and now I can call friends. Just for that last thing these 29 years have been worth every second :D

Short update about my life

Hello from London!!! nope, I haven't moved here (yet), this is sort of a "farewell" present from my current company. Three weeks ago I received a call from a former manager asking me how was my workload to see if I could come to London to help him and his team for 2 weeks. He is the director of a development programme in the bank that starts its third wave in two weeks, and one of the team members just resigned and they were pretty much in deep s**t cause it was going to take them at least a month to get a temporary replacement and they coudln't wait that long. So after talking with my current team they said yes, I said yes, and here I am, spending 2 weeks in London organizing 3 big conferences in Hong Kong, London and Amsterdam. It's a bit like going back to AIESEC and being part of the OC (organizing committee) with few minor differences: this time I have a budget, a real, huge one; because of that the hotels are more than willing to help me with anything; and last, but not least, the "delegates" expect to be treated almost as royalty (although we also had couple of AIESECers that were like that...)

These two weeks are also kind of a training, first to see if I could like London enough to live here (almost all my interviews are for positions here in London), and second to see how is all this about living alone. To tell you the truth 2 weeks on my own in a hotel room is not my idea of fun... I can't really complain, I have a good number of friends around here, so I have been meeting them on a regular bases, enough not to go crazy, but still, the whole thing of coming back from work and find an empty room doesn't seduce me that much... but I shouldn't start worrying about this too much, first I need to find a job, then I can start worrying about accommodation.

So this next Tuesday evening I go back to Amsterdam, to spend my last weeks over there, and no, I haven't got a clue yet where I'm going after, still searching for a job.