This is Part ONE of my BLOG and I tell the real stories of “Victor, Indy & Vil on the road!”. Vil is my personal “Tin Opener Vil”. The stories are about finding a job abroad, working abroad, living abroad, paperwork abroad, troubles abroad. We write about all that stuff we experienced the last two years and how we finally ended up three countries and how we ended up six or seven jobs later in Amsterdam and more ….
A teaser is very important, so we will disclose a few things to happen on this BLOG. “Vil will be arrested … twice, strip-searched … once! Indy will nearly be kidnapped, we will be homeless for a few months and sleep at the beach. We will live in El Raval and Badalona. Vil will work several jobs. A gun will be pointed at Vil, luckily he will not shot, but unfortunate stabbed. We make really good friends, together we squat a house. Vil ends up in the ICU one day with dehydration, more dead than alive, … and much more.” And all this really happened. This is the final rewrite of the real-time BLOG we wrote on WordPress.COM. On the original blog there are 400+ posts, mostly painstakingly swiped or typed on an iPhone 4, which was a very valuable companion on our journey.
We are still rewriting and adding new content!
Vil was living in Southern France, the Basque Country, for years when he adopted me one day. He was living with his family in a small town, he had a nice house and one day his girlfriend asked him if he wants to have a dog because it now would be the perfect time for one. Vil agreed and the drove to a dog shelter near to Bayonne. At first, they checked out all older dogs, because puppies always find a new owner and after all other dogs, I was literally the last creature they saw and Vil immediately fell in love with me.
We booked a trip with “Bla-Bla” car in a VW-Bus with four others, the pickup was in Bayonne very early in the morning. 1.300 km in a green and noisy Volkswagen box. Time to think what we gonna do when we arrive in Germany. Vil wasn’t living in Germany for more then 10 years and he has absolutely no idea how it will work out when he registers at the town, the job-center and the health insurance. Paperwork……. BOAH!
This morning Vil went to the employment office, to the health insurance and also to the job agencies to sort out his paperwork and to get back into the social system. No big deal, you might think, but when he went to the Job-Center he learned that it will be nearly impossible for Vil to get a job in Germany. The only help they can offer is an “application training” to learn to write his CV and how to behave within an interview. NOTHING useful!
“The only wrong thing to do is nothing.”
We can accept the situation and give up. We can sit on the sofa all day, play video games, have long walks and at the end of the month receive just enough financial support to stay barely alive.
We don’t accept to slowly rot on the sofa and find another option ourselves.
Vil decided that a town with a high density of call centres would be an opportunity. Maybe Barcelona, Dublin or Amsterdam and he checked the jobs online. LinkedIn, Monster other Job boards and the most positive feedback came from Barcelona.
Wherever we go, we need something to live in because we won’t be able to afford a hotel or even Airbnb. We need a place for all our belonging, our camping equipment, storage, clothing and finally a place to sleep. A cheap solution was needed, so Vil bough Victor, a 1991 VW-Polo, for 150€, that’s around 200$, to transform him into our future home.