Living in a new land

Living in a new land

St. Helier
3 Apr 2008

Here’s my first answer to the list of questions in Stephanie Fox’s Travel Whispers Blogger Challenge:

1. If you had to move to a country that you’ve NEVER been to, and live there for ten years, where would you go?

Tough question. I’ve visited just about every Western nation bar Norway and (technically) Finland. Scandinavia is too cold even for this Canberra lad. I cannot say I’d care to live in a developing nation. The Caribbean realms are attractive, but is my heart really there?

The Bailiwick of Guernsey has a generous slice of my heart, and the island isn’t a part of the United Kingdom. So it’s technically a country. A very small and charming one. I’m sure that its close (and slightly bigger) Channel Island neighbour Jersey is much the same: cutesy towns in bosky countryside, history at every turn of a rustic lane, fabulous views, close to everywhere, clement weather, and superb cuisine. Besides, who can resist a land where the head of state is the Duke of Normandy, one of the Queen’s lesser-known titles?

I have a 2006 Jersey stamp in my passport, but that was from HM Customs boarding the ferry from St Malo to St Peter Port. I never set foot ashore. Honest! I sort of visited on the flight out, but I don’t count times when I never left the terminal. That’s cheating. The photo above, of Elizabeth Castle guarding the port of St Helier, was taken on my return visit to Guernsey in 2008 and shows my little travel buddy, Routebear, sitting on a Condor Ferries life preserver.

Yes, I could live in Jersey for a decade. It would be no hardship at all, apart from maybe scraping up the money to buy a house in competition with all the tax haven millionaires.

For more on the Travel Whispers Blogger Challenge see:
Emma Badger’s cheerful, wide-ranging, and richly illustrated blog at Where’s That To? Few other blogs give reasons why you shouldn’t lick the frogs in Costa Rica, let alone such vital ones.