How I ended up here
A few years ago I started building a life I do not need a vacation from. Before that, my days were shaped by a nine-to-six job, and each one was a small struggle to find time for the things I actually wanted to do. I identified myself with my work, and it left me exhausted and short-tempered.
Madeira took my breath away on the very first visit. That was July 2021, one week on the island. On the way back to the airport I cried, because I was so sad to leave.
I told myself I was making a fuss. Feeling low after a holiday ends is normal, and I had been through it before. But this time the feeling did not pass. It followed me back to Bucharest and stayed until we booked the next trip, in September of the same year. That one lasted two months, and it still was not enough. So we booked again for March 2022.
Friends told us we had developed a fixation, that we should travel somewhere else for a change. But the island kept calling, and by then it had become far more than a beautiful place to visit.
It was during that third stay that my partner and I decided to move here for good. It happened simply. Sitting by the hotel pool, half joking, I said: let us stay here. Within seconds he had his laptop open, looking for long-term rentals. By the middle of April we were back in Bucharest. On the first of May we were here, starting a new life.
One thing is worth keeping in mind when you plan your first trip to Madeira: there is a real chance you will not want to go back.
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