Why did I emigrate to Mexico?

Why did I emigrate to Mexico?

In January 2016 I flew to Mexico for the first time on the recommendation of good friends for 10 days.

I only knew the US , especially New York and Miami, and Miami, as my Instagram name “Miami_Wi” already suggests, has completely thrilled me.

Well, as a USA fan, I’ve been looking for a holiday destination that is American-inspired, warm in January and has white long sandy beaches with turquoise blue water.

Oh, and I should also mention that I flew alone, because as spontaneously as I wanted to go, unfortunately, no one had found and I thought that I will quickly find a connection anyway. Fortunately, I am a very open-minded person and have never had the trouble to meet new people.

Said, done and about three weeks later it went to

the Caribbean. Luckily, I found a connection right after I was picked up by the tour operator from the airport in Cancún. While still on the bus I met 5 funny guys who stayed with me in the same hotel and with whom I spent a few tours, as well as wet happy Tequila evenings.

A few days later I met my boyfriend. Since my Spanish skills were limited to “un, dos, tres, guacamole and tequila” at the time, we had to talk in English. That was not a problem because we were both quite fit in English. It quickly became clear that we were on the same wavelength and had fallen in love with each other.

That’s why I flew to Cancun for 5 weeks in March. I had to feel for myself first, how is this country, if you are not on vacation in a chic hotel? Will I be able to live permanently in this country? How are the people? Infrastructure, etc.

I decided to go after the 5 weeks. I put everything on a card, quit my apartment, break up my household and then I’m off.

A very big factor was and has been love, of course. Fair and honest way, I should say at this point, however, that it has always pulled me away from Germany and I did not find this life in the “regulatory system Germany” for me as appropriate and I just did not feel really comfortable.

I do not want to say that Germany is bad and

Mexico is good, no way, but it just did not make me happy and I have always adored the sun, the sand and the sea from an early age.

In Germany I used the time to make short work of my household contents. Everything about furniture was sold and the rest stored with my grandma. Actually, my winter clothes are with my grandmother. The rest was divided into 4 suitcases and the journey went off into a new life.