So I'm out drinking with one of my girlfriends (another ICU RN) last night & she tosses out a very interesting idea:
Why don't we travel together for 6months or so in Europe? Apparently, there is a need for non-military RNs through some non-military companies to work on American bases in Europe. (This is important since she speaks three languages fluently and I speak one and confidently mangle two.) They pay to move you. Her dog could come, my cats could come. They'd even move your car (though in American standards, my car is small and practical and is the size of a Cadillac by European standards.) We'd have our own spaces, but we'd have each other in a country where neither of us might speak the langauge, plan our schedules to make some three or four day weekends and we'd invest in Eurail passes. And during the week, wall to wall grateful American servicemen. Two single ICU nurses in Europe with no cost of living, and still making a good salary with no taxes.
In what way does this not sound like a riDICulously fantastic adventure?
The only snag I see is vehicle and the fact that the Euro is so much stronger.
It's a thing to think about. It's a thing to seriously think about.
I am fighting the great fight on my unit; I really am. I care about those people...the ones I work beside, mind you. (Not necessarily those I work FOR.)
But this hasn't been the world for working in the same place to get that fancy watch after 50 years of service for a long time. And my career has been full of winging it and bouncing through different contracts and having adventures. I have been to Toad Suck, Arkansas and Surfer's Paradise, Australia. Toronto to Tijuana. That is what I'd done, what I'd made for myself.
I can do it again.
It requires some plotting, several months of it. I plan to embark upon this plotting, oh, today.