9 Reasons Why Moving Abroad Alone is One of the Best Things You Can Do

I was 22 when I moved abroad alone for the first time.  I had finished college a few months earlier and decided that I wanted to take a gap year before entering the “real world.”  So I decided to teach English in Toulouse, France for the school year.

I loved it so much that one year turned into two.  Then, after spending another six months at home trying to figure out my next step, I decided to move back to France – this time to Paris – to do my Masters.

A year and a half later, with my Masters complete, I once again moved abroad alone – this time to Brazil – and this time, without a job or Masters program lined up.  I spent nine months there looking for a job before I ultimately decided to come home.

It is one thing to travel – but living in a foreign country is a totally unique and incredible experience.  Here is why living abroad is one of the best things you can do when you are young, free and independent:

1) You will become a stronger, self-reliant/more independent individual.

If you can face the challenges that come along with moving alone to a  foreign country, then you can do just about anything.

Moving abroad alone has made me far more self-sufficient and independent than I used to be.  For starters, I am now totally comfortable doing things on my own – going to a cafe by myself with nothing and no one but my own company? No problem. Going to the movies by myself? Sure! Solo – couch surfing in the apartment of a total stranger? Check.

Whether you move abroad thanks to a job transfer or with no job and only a few hundred dollars in the bank, you will inevitably encounter problems along the way that you will be forced to solve on your own (especially if it’s the latter).

I know I had my fair share of stressful situations, especially that first year in France….in case you are curious, here are a few that come to mind:

Problem #1: When I got to the airport to check my luggage, I found that I would have to pay some ridiculous fine, like $500, due to my overweight bags (I did try to weigh my bags ahead of time, but clearly that didn’t work out so well).  There was no way I was going to pay that absurdly high fine.  Fortunately, I got lucky and didn’t have to – some nice American guys, who were standing in line behind me, overheard the situation, and offered to carry my stuff in plastic bags as their carry-ons for me.  These kind gentlemen saved me $500! Creativity paid off in the end.

To all those who will be moving abroad at some point in the future: trust me, you will not need several pairs of knee high boots, that gorgeous red pea coat, pink high heels and seven pairs of jeans…take my word for it.

Problem #2: So I got to Germany (I was stopping over in Munich for Oktoberfest before heading on to Toulouse) without an international phone and realized that I still had not heard back from my couchsurfing host regarding his address (for those of you who don’t know, couchsurfing is a website in which people can host travelers in their home – for free!).  Lesson learned: always make sure to get the address and phone number of your host before leaving the country.

I still clearly remember this scenario: I ended up, with all of my ridiculous amounts of luggage in hand, on the streets of Munich, trying to figure out a game plan. I believe I even pulled out my laptop (on the street) to try and get a Wifi connection from somewhere.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too long before I spied an Internet cafe, where I was able to look up the phone number of my couchsurfer who I then called using the phone of a random, kind German guy (thank goodness for nice strangers!) – who then helped me get my luggage down the stairs, so that I could take the subway.  Why in God’s name I decided to take the subway and not just take a taxi is still beyond me.  But I finally made it. And proceeded to have several of the most memorable days of my life.

Prost! While I had a rocky start, Oktoberfest ended up being totally worth it.

Minor Issue: In France, I was teaching in a small town called Lannemezan, in the middle of nowhere, about an hour and a half from Toulouse – I chose to live in Toulouse and make the commute three days a week.  For me, commuting costs and waking up at 5AM once a week was a small sacrifice to make to live in la ville Rose (Toulouse).  The other Chilean teaching assistant from my town chose to live in Lannemezan – I am so glad that I lived in Toulouse, because I know that I would have had a completely different experience had I chosen to live in that little small town.

Problem #3: No friends.  I moved to Toulouse not knowing a soul.  That quickly changed when I joined the Facebook group dedicated to Teaching Assistants in Toulouse (thank goodness for Facebook!).  Before moving abroad, I have to admit that I was totally closed to the idea of meeting people online.  But when you move abroad alone, you have to make friends somehow! The internet is a powerful resource that I definitely recommend for this.

One of my first nights in Toulouse, I ended up going out with some new friends I made through that Facebook group.

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One of my first nights out in Toulouse, with some new friends  

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Before arriving, I had also started speaking with one Irish girl from the Facebook group and we even talked about living together – in the end, it didn’t work out since she had to live in a small town where she worked (and commuting wasn’t an option for her).  But we met when we both got to Toulouse and ended up becoming good friends.  We even went traveling together during one of our many vacations (thank you French school system) – and just last year, we met up in Toulouse for a mini three-year reunion.  All thanks to the internet!

Toulouse reunion at Café Pop – one of my favorite places to go out in Toulouse (only on Monday nights though!) 

If I had come to Toulouse with someone, I wouldn’t have been forced to get out there and use the Internet to my advantage like that – and I may never have made all the wonderful friends that I did.

Problem #4: When I moved to France, I also arrived with nowhere to live (I found it too hard to look for an apartment where I didn’t know anyone, from abroad) – I ended up getting lucky and living with a friend, that I had made upon my arrival, for several weeks…before finding an apartment. The problem in France is that, in order to get an apartment, you must have a bank account set up.  But in order to get a bank account set up, you have to have an apartment/address.  You can see my predicament…in the end, I sorted it out and ended up living with an Italian girl that I met through another friend I made on couchsurfing.  Let’s just say that it did not end well….

Problem #5: Due to some serious miscommunication over an apartment guarantee (thank you language barrier), I found myself suddenly apartmentless in the middle of a trip to Spain.  My roommate, who had made plans to move out, informed me, via a Facebook message, that I would have to leave the apartment immediately – despite the fact that I was out of the country!  Since flying back to Toulouse right away was out of the question, my friend and I spent the entire day trying to sort out how to get all of my belongings packed up within the next few days – without being there (I had a lot of stuff too).

Problem #6: After getting kicked out of my apartment at the last minute, I was so desperate to find a new place, that I ended up living with an older French lady – bad decision. It’s amazing how deceiving appearances can be. One minute she would be coddling me, saying things like “Ahh tu es très mignon” (you are so cute) and the next minute, she would be yelling at me for accidentally leaving one broccoli crumb on the kitchen counter or for flushing the toilet while she was sleeping (true stories).

Ultimately, the situation was just too difficult and I decided to look for another place to live, but I knew that if I informed her of my decision, she would go ballistic and probably kick me out of the apartment right away (needless to say, she was a bit crazy).  I had already paid for the entire first month’s rent and didn’t have anywhere else to live, so getting kicked out wasn’t the most favorable option…I decided to wait until I had another apartment lined up to break the news that I was going to move out.  Unfortunately, two weeks into my stay, she found out on her own – by sneaking into my room while I was gone and snooping through my things (this was also something that she did on a regular basis…yet another reason why I had wanted to move out). Crazy, right?

After finding out, she said that I could stay there until the end of the month….then a few minutes later, she changed her mind, ordering me to leave her place that very minute.  Amidst yelling at me, she started throwing my stuff out of the apartment – “Tu t’en vas” (you must leave) she repeated over and over.

But I told her that I would not leave until she gave me back the money I had paid for (2 weeks worth of rent) – initially, she refused and I actually had to lock my bedroom door to keep her from literally throwing me out of the apartment.   It was a pretty frightening situation and in retrospect, maybe not worth it (this woman could have been dangerous for all I know).

The neighbor also ended up getting involved and finally, she reluctantly handed over my money.  But not before cornering me against the wall and grabbing my ear – physical abuse I tell you!

Once again, I was left homeless.  This time, I went to a nearby motel where I spent the night (and still managed to make it to a friend’s party that evening!) – and then spent a few days with a friend before landing my third apartment that year.  I swear that I am actually an easy person to live with!

Problem #7: French bureaucracy.  Anyone who has lived in France knows about this infamous, nonsensical bureaucratic system that can cause extreme bouts of frustration amongst expats.  If you can deal with this insane bureaucratic system, you can deal with anything.  I learned that “no” does not actually mean “no” in France – it means, push me some more and I will say “yes.” You learn to be both patient and persuasive living in France.

I could go on but I won’t bore you with any more of my tribulations.  For more on my adventures in France, you can click here.

The point is, moving abroad alone (especially the first time around) was so exciting- but it did not come free of difficulty.  Dealing with all of these issues, both minor and major, made me a much more confident and braver person – I now know that I can cope with pretty much anything as it comes along – and I can do it all on my own.

How’s that for problem-solving skills, future employer?

2) Dating a foreigner in a foreign land

Ahhhh the allure and mystery of foreign men…After living (and dating) abroad, I don’t know if I will ever be able to date an American now.

I love dating guys from other countries, because it opens up your eyes to an entirely different culture and background from your own.  When I dated a French guy (in Toulouse), he took me home to meet his family and friends several times – to a tiny village in Provence.  While there, I was introduced to some of the most amazing food I had ever had in my life and was able to further enhance my understanding and appreciation of French culture.

Your partner will help you to look at the US with a new set of eyes.  You will have so much fun teaching each other things (such as your respective languages!) and sharing national pastimes and traditions.

Whether you are casually dating several guys at once  or whether you have fallen in love with a local, you will quickly discover that the dating rules are different in each country – for example, Swedish men do not tend to strike up conversations with people they don’t know…Brazilian men are pretty much the opposite….You will be forced to adapt to the new dating scene, however it may be.

Sure, at times dating a foreigner can be harder and more frustrating than dating an American, but it is well worth it.  You will become a more open-minded person and a better partner after cultural conflict forces you to compromise.

For me, the accent and/or multilingual thing is also a huge attraction.  I just watched a interview in English of Cristiano Ronaldo (my love) and he goes “I wish sometimes I could go to the shopping…to the coffee…and not be recognized.”  So. frikkin. cute.

Another thing I love is when a guy says “kisses” (because in French, for instance, people say “bisous” or “kiss” to someone when saying goodbye) – J’ADORE.  I hope that no foreigners are offended by this, but I find accents and little mistakes like this to be the sexiest, most endearing thing ever.

And if you eventually get married and/or have kids with this sexy foreigner…the list goes on! Like multilingual, cultured children.

For more advantages of dating a foreigner, check this out.

3) You will gain a new worldview 

When I was 16, I went to New Zealand for a one-month exchange – I stayed with an awesome kiwi girl and went to school with her, attended parties, traveled a bit.  It was a major eye-opener for me.  Coming from an all-girls prep-school where everyone was so concerned about piling their workload with Advanced Placement classes and getting accepted to ivy leagues, here were people who looked at life a bit differently.  Getting into a good college was not the only thing that mattered.  I was fascinated by how different the classes and school were from my own, as well as the lifestyle.  Even through this short three-week immersion, I came to realize how different the US was from the rest of the world – I left craving more.

It’s impossible not to see the world in a new way after living abroad.  I also see the impact my homeland has made on the countries in which I have lived.  And I see the US itself in a totally different way than I used to – for both the good and the bad.

I admit that I was lucky enough to have a very privileged upbringing.  Growing up, and even in college, it’s not something that I thought about too much.  But when I moved abroad, and saw how the majority of the world lives, I began to realize  just how fortunate I really was.

In addition to greater appreciation for my upbringing, there are little things about the US that I value more now.  Like the wide grocery store aisles and unlimited options (I forgot how overwhelming it could be to go grocery shopping here!), the efficiency and how fast things move, good customer service, friendly people, high salaries and good jobs, capitalism, unlimited water (and soda and coffee) refills at restaurants, food selection, American breakfasts etc..

And of course there are other things that make it hard to readjust here…like the overall lack of culture/history/beautiful architecture, poor healthcare system, poor transportation systemand how spread out everything is – no longer can I just hop on a train and be in a totally different country and culture in a few hours.

What also bothers me are all of the rules here – you can’t drink in the street (wtf? why should this matter if you are of legal drinking age?) and it feels like the cops are always out to get you. For instance, the other day I was driving in a lane that is apparently closed off to less than 2 passengers during certain hours of the day – I literally could not have been driving in that lane for more than 2 minutes, when a cop pulled me over – he was about to slam me with a $150 ticket, but I luckily talked him down to giving me a $10 fine (thanks to my persuasion skills partly acquired in France!).  The week or so before that, I was driving and stopped at a red light.  I never run through red lights, but this one time, I thought to myself: why not? there is nobody here? The devil inside me went through that light.  And guess what? Cameras caught it all on videotape, so I got a $160 ticket for that.  Coming from Brazil, where things are just so much more relaxed, all this strictness and rules is a bit hard to put up with.

Other things are simply surprising: the ENORMOUS portion sizes and the massive drink sizes.  A medium here is easily the size of a large anywhere else – and maybe even bigger than that.  The American flags everywhere – definitely never saw this kind of thing in France or other European countries.

Talking with foreigners also helps you to see your country through another set of eyes.  Quite a few French people have told me that they found Americans to be fake and superficial – that they were just so nice to everybody but then would fall off the face of the earth.  They found the ties between Americans to be very weak.  Whereas in France, people are generally not friendly – they have their friends and do not care to branch out much – but when they do make friends, those are ties that they wish to preserve.

In what seems to be direct contrast, the Brazilians see Americans as cold – because of the lack of physical contact (no PDA, we don’t kiss each other on the cheek upon greeting, not as affectionate…), the fact that Americans are incredibly independent (in contrast to the dependent Brazilians, who live with their parents until they get married) and are not as welcoming.

Sure, you can learn these things in a book or by talking to French or Brazilians in the US – but living abroad, you can actually see the difference yourself.  You will likely return home with both a newfound appreciation for your country, as well as disappointment in how you feel things should be or wish they were.

Traveling is like having a fling with someone – its more superficial and surface-level – you see all the wonderful things from the tourist perspective, but probably not how things really are.  Living abroad is like being in a relationship – you are able to actually soak up the culture and experience the true depth of a country; you will see it for both the good and the bad.

Now, I see France as so much more than just the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre and baguettes – I see Brazil as so much more than just bikinis, beaches, soccer and Carnival…I understand all the characteristics and idiosyncrasies of these incredible nations…and how the US compares.

4) You can learn a new language 

“To have a second language is to possess a second soul”.  Charlemagne said that and I truly believe that.  Speaking another language changes your way of thinking.  Like your understanding of the country in which you reside, you will become someone of greater depth.

At first, being thrown into a culture where you have to speak the language will be challenging.  You will struggle to express yourself and find the right words – and when you are frustrated or angry, you will find it even harder to get words out.  Getting into an argument or fight with someone in a language that is not your own is really not fun (I have fortunately only experienced this several times, but it was very frustrating to say the least).  But if you can learn to put your foot down in a foreign language, then it will be that much easier to do it in your native tongue when you need to.  Need I add that it is great mental exercise (and being multilingual is even is proven to help prevent Alzheimer’s)?

Learning another language also helps you truly understand the culture you are in – you will discover new words that have no English translation – words that make sense given the culture. For instance, the French phrase “la douleur exquise” is a phrase that describes that gut-wrenching pain of wanting something you can’t have.  As a whole, the French are a pretty gloomy, pessimistic bunch (this has been proven on more than one occasion) – this depressing phrase seems to make pretty sense given that, huh ? I found the relaxed, melodic Brazilian Portuguese sound to fit perfectly with the laid-back Brazilian lifestyle.

I took French for many years in middle school and high school, but I never really learned it until I moved to France.   Only after living abroad and/or speaking with natives, did I really learn the slang and how to actually speak like a French person (or try to anyway).

I remember, at the beginning of one of the first English classes I taught in France, one of the students requested that I say something in French.  So I said “Je ne sais pas” – pronounced just like that – “je ne say pah”.  They all  laughed and thought it was the funniest thing ever and I had no idea why – I thought it must have been my cute accent perhaps.  Despite my many years of French and even having taken a French course at the Alliance Francaise in New York that previous summer, I still sounded like a total idiot.  I would later find that I was actually supposed to speak it much faster and blend the words – so it sounded a bit more like “Shay pah”.

Another example: in French class, I always learned to say “nous” – when I moved to France, I learned that few people actually say “nous” – in colloquial speech, most people say “on” instead.  You get the picture…

Personally, I think that learning a new language is one of the best things about living abroad.  I loved being surrounded by French when living in France, Portuguese when living in Brazil and Italian when in Italy (I spent a semester of college in Rome).  One of the worst things for me about coming back to the US is having to speak English on a daily basis – I now miss speaking French and Portuguese so. much.

5) You become a more interesting, well-rounded person

Coming back to the US after nearly 5 years abroad (on and off), I may not have all of the professional experience as my peers, but I have something a lot of other people don’t have: experience living abroad and a unique worldview.

Good stories and amazing memories? Got plenty of ’em.

6) You get to be the gringo.

Okay, this is obviously not one of the principal reasons why you should live abroad.  But personally, this was one reason (amongst many) why I loved living abroad – I admit it : I loved being a bit unique and special.  L’americaine…a americana…gringa…loved it.

Sometimes, you can even play the foreigner card to your advantage – say, if you are trying to do something a bit sneaky – “oops, sorry! I’m American…I don’t really speak French”… Works like a charm.  Hey, you might as well use it while you can!

Another plus is that, more often than not, when you are speaking the language of the country you are in, locals will go crazy for your accent.  “C’est trop mignon…c’est très sexy…” etc said the French about my accent speaking French, while select Brazilians also adored my accent speaking Portuguese.

A French guy recently told me that “there is nothing sexier than the American accent speaking French.” This wasn’t the first time I have heard something like this either.  Funny how, while we find the French accent speaking English to be so very sexy, the French think the same about the American accent speaking French. Hey, I’ll take it!

Yes, it would be ideal to speak totally sans accent, like a native – but as long as my accent doesn’t scream American…maybe it’s not so bad.  After all, it makes me different.

Another thing I loved was being around foreigners/non-Americans all the time – then when I did hear English, it was sometimes (depending on where I was) exciting and comforting.  This was especially the case in Toulouse, where the majority of people were French.

When you are around other Americans, you will probably feel a special bond – simply for sharing the same background in a foreign land.

Plus, being the outsider is an invaluable experience that everyone should go through.  Once you come back to the US, you will emphasize more with foreigners in the US, as many of them struggle to adapt and speak this foreign language called English.

7) You meet people from different cultures and create lasting friendships around the world 

Of course, this one is pretty awesome.  When you move to a foreign country by yourself, without the comforts of friends and family closeby, you are forced to branch out and interact with people that you would probably never meet otherwise.

Having friends from various countries will also encourage you to look at things with a more wordly perspective than you would if you were with your American friends back home.

8) Sharing your traditions and adopting new ones 

During my second year in Toulouse, my American friend and I held a Thanksgiving dinner at my apartment (or the apartment I shared with an Italian guy) – about 30 people ended up coming, all squeezed into my tiny living room.  Some people brought wine, others brought baguettes (always good choices in France) and others came with homemade dishes to represent their own cultures.  The funniest part? Despite the fact that we were celebrating Thanksgiving, me and my co-host were the only Americans present.  I loved that we were sharing one of our major cultural traditions with a bunch of non-Americans.

Some of the Thanksgiving crew (representing Spain, England, France…) 

During my second year in Toulouse, my roommate and I threw a lot of parties at our house.  They would get absolutely packed with people – it was a blast.  See photo below for proof:

A crémaillère at our apartment 
The parties chez nous (at our place) were legendary..

We liked to throw theme parties – which didn’t seem to be very common in France.  Most people would not dress up, but occasionally people would and there would be some pretty awesome outfits.  Like that 80s party we had..

Introducing themed parties to France (this one was 80s)!

We also introduced the wonderful games of flip cup and beer pong to our French (and other non-American) friends.  So much fun.

9) You will learn more about yourself 

I learned that not everyone loves change, adventure and spontaneity.  But that I do – I live for it.

I learned that I am not someone that likes to plan things out to much – I think the beauty of life is letting the unexpected happen and just going along for the ride.

I learned that while I am a relatively shy and reserved person, I also love meeting new people and socializing.  I may not be the loudest person in the room, but I no longer feel that I have to apologize for that – and I will definitely stand up for myself if I am being treated like a doormat or with disrespect.  So don’t mess with me!

When you step outside of your comfort zone and encounter tough situations (which tend to be inevitable when you live abroad), both your strengths and weaknesses will emerge.  Not only will you get to know yourself better, but you will also grow up much faster and likely evolve into a different person than if you were to have just stayed put in your home country.

Finally, you are sure to acquire one trait that will increase your overall happiness and prove to be useful your entire life: adaptability.


15 thoughts on “9 Reasons Why Moving Abroad Alone is One of the Best Things You Can Do

  1. Hey!

    My name is Luciana, and I came to your blog randomly looking for stuff on the internet. I’m Brazilian, but like you, I have lived in England, in California and I am now on way to to France next month… You write so beautifully! It’s an easy reading, charming… And very personal. I feel like I know you! Loved it! And I can identify with so much that you write. Next month I’m going to spend an entire year abroad! I’ts the first time that I’m going alone and for such a long time! I’m going to live in Marseille! Finally, just wanted to say that I loved everything that I found here, and keep on writing! And good luck with your “história” in Brazil! Hope you come back! By the way, I’m mineira and loved the post about Ouro Preto. It really is an adorable little city! I left feeling the same way you did! Boa sorte fofa! Espero que dê tudo certo pra você ! Beijos!


    1. Thanks Luciana! I love hearing positive comments like this- makes me happy! I definitely hope to go back to Brazil soon. I also have a blog about living in France – I lived in France for 4 years – it is americainenfrance.blogspot.com if you are interested in checking it out. Perhaps it can prepare you a bit for what is to come! Good luck in France – and your English is amazing by the way – parabéns! Beijos


    2. Dear Mary,Iam a bangladeshi(Asian) girl,18.I belong to a developing country.I will be completing my Hsc exam this april and then I am planning to move Australia for my higher education. So basically I am so nervous and kind of scared leaving my homeland.tbh I have never lived without my mom. Like never.but in Australia I have my aunt and her family. I will be staying with them.I was browsing Internet about leaving homeland and caught up this blog and saw your post.Thankyou very much dear.trust me it really encouraged me.I know it won’t be that easy for me but after reading this I truly believe that I will surely shake off my fear.your writing really inspired me a lot.I saw your pictures and it is needless to mention that you are beautiful!I request you to share more and more of your experiences with us.And I would be highly honored if you would reply to my comment.Thankyou 🙂


  2. Hello, i enjoyed reading your blog thank you for sharing. I too feel quite at easy going to a cinema/ cafe by myself and have done 3 short trips by myself abroard so far.
    May i ask, before you left at 22 to go abroard, had you saved up untill that point or did your funds for travel come from your job teaching in France?
    I’m currently studying and working but only enough to cover food and book costs with little left over it doesn’t seem to be enough to be so well traveled as you have been and i’d rather set out with more financial security as like you talked about, the unexpected can happen and you cant control everything.

    Thanks so much.


    1. Hi Stu – I’m sorry for the delay in my response here! When I moved to France, I did have some savings to rely on, which I found necessary only because I commuted and traveled a bit around Europe, both of which got expensive (especially with all of the vacation time that France has! :)) . But I do know people who lived just off of the salaries that they had, so it’s definitely possible to live a more frugal lifestyle. And you can definitely take up some side work teaching English, which many teaching assistants do. Regardless, I would suggest having a bit of savings if possible ($5000 should be plenty if you have a salary like I did).


  3. Dear Mary,Iam a bangladeshi(Asian) girl,18.I belong to a developing country.I will be completing my Hsc exam this april and then I am planning to move Australia for my higher education. So basically I am so nervous and kind of scared leaving my homeland.tbh I have never lived without my mom. Like never.but in Australia I have my aunt and her family. I will be staying with them.I was browsing Internet about leaving homeland and caught up this blog and saw your post.Thankyou very much dear.trust me it really encouraged me.I know it won’t be that easy for me but after reading this I truly believe that I will surely shake off my fear.your writing really inspired me a lot.I saw your pictures and it is needless to mention that you are beautiful!I request you to share more and more of your experiences with us.And I would be highly honored if you would reply to my comment.And English is not my native language that’s why I am also worried for my English writing. Is it good enough?
    Thankyou 🙂


    1. Hi there! I’m so sorry for my delayed response here. I’m really glad that you liked my article! And thank you for the compliment(s)! The hardest part is anticipation – moving abroad (alone) will allow you to see just how strong you are and it will make you realize that you can handle just about any challenge that comes your way. If I can do it, I’m sure that you can too! 🙂


  4. Loving this article so much! Your writing is whitty and inspiring. I am flirting with the idea of moving aboard! I would love to ask if you think I should get a work permit first and try out jobs while taking an extended stay abroad or wing it and move along with my savings and then find a job later. It would be great to hear your advice based on your experience. Warm wishes!


    1. Hi T.M. Lily – sorry for the delayed response here! I’m glad that you liked the article! Personally, I think winging it is often the best – you can always find something when you move there (if nothing else, teaching English should be easy to find). I would definitely suggest moving with a sufficient amount of savings though if you don’t have any job lined up. If you move to Southeast Asia, $1,000 per month should be more than enough – while obviously Europe is quite a bit more expensive (although better right now with the exchange rate!). Feel free to shoot me an e-mail if you have any more questions!


      1. Loved the article! I’m considering taking a gap year and moving to Germany. I am 19 and I don’t have anything saved or even a job right now. I am looking and trying to save as much and as fast as possible. Any advice?


  5. Hi! I loved your post! I am a 18 year old Hungarian student and i still have a year in high school. I want to go to university up north(Denmark/Finnland) but i am a bit unsure and worried. My English is relatively good so that won’t be a problem. There are some superb schools here as well but i want to gain some experience and get to know the world, having a foreign diploma is just a plus. I am afraid of being lonely if i leave and i find it very hard to organize everything from here without help. What should i do? Should i just study here and go to a master programme a few years later? I just don’t want to regret staying. Thanks in advance!


  6. “One of the worst things for me about coming back to the US is having to speak English on a daily basis – I now miss speaking French and Portuguese so. much.”
    Come on, you live in New York. It’s one of the most multilingual cities in the world, of course you can find some people to speak French and Portuguese with


  7. Thank you so much for writing this post.I’m hoping to study abroad next year and it’s the first time I’ll be moving away from home. I was afraid whenever I thought about living all alone in a foreign country but after reading this I’m not anymore.Wish you all the best!


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