Many people who emigrate to New Zealand only manage to stay for a few years before moving on, either back to their places of origin or to other countries.
Despite the data given in the misleading ‘satisfaction’ surveys a high proportion of immigrants do leave New Zealand after a few years.
To complement our migrant tales about the immigration experience in New Zealand we thought it would be useful to have some first hand stories of what it’s like to leave New Zealand, taken from locations around the net.
Here’s the first one, it was posted on a commercial emigration forum. The posts tells of how unemigrating is a lot harder than emigrating.
“well, it’s been a while (5 weeks ackshully) – we’re home!
flights from Akl to Man were fine, though frankly, I’m never EVER undertaking such a thing with a 3 year old and an 11 week old again
upon reflection, unemigrating is a hell of a lot harder than emigrating in the first place!
no regrets, but jeez it’s been tough… improving now – we got the keys for somewhere to live at the weekend, and our container turned up yesterday – only 5 (yes FIVE) weeks after leaving Auckland!!
still no jobs for either of us, but it looks like I’ve picked up some contract work from next week… i’ve got an application in for a proper job too, so keeping fingers crossed for that! We’ve done our sums, and it looks likely that OH will be staying at home looking after the little ones for a year or two as I’ve more chance of getting a half-decent job here than he has – he prob needs to retrain, or we need to head to Manchester or London for his work, which we don’t really want to do…
we’ve been staying with various family and friends since we got back – it’s been lovely catching up with everyone, and in many ways like we never left.
The weather has been stunning (specially for cumbria ) and has mostly been sunny and warm. We’ve been out walking most days – a few days after we got back we headed out at half-past stupid (thanks to the jetlag and baby!) and walked round one of the local tarns – it’s surrounded by beech woodland and the colour of the leaves was stunning – we were back in time for the bluebells too, and the smell wafted gently on the breeze…
We really have been wondering why on earth we ever thought we might be able to improve on life somewhere else!
We had a week of euphoria on getting back, then the inevitable crash happened… what have we done? no jobs, no home, two kids aaaargh….
It will get better though – we’ve got a roof over our heads now, and hopefully soon we’ll be able to pay for it too
right, enough rambling! hope you’re all well, and it’s not too chilly down there!
will hopefully have broadband some time next week, so maybe see you again then!”