Sojourns & Perspectives

Monday, March 12, 2012

Hola, España! Hola Madrid!

Hola Espana! Hola Madrid!

My wife and I finally got a preview of what would our life be in Spain, the next chapter of my family's sojourns into foreign lands.

We were in Madrid and Barcelona in the last 2 weeks and had a first hand taste of the Europe life - Spanish version and of course, of the cost of living.

What can I say. Madrid is really a beautiful place. True to what people write about it, it is indeed a lovely place with all its historical architectures and beautiful sculptures.

The place is just exquisitely laid out with spacious parks and lovely trees.

Especially at night, its reputation as a 'walking city' is really something to be experienced first hand. It was an enchanting experience strolling along its lovely parks, with the brightly colored structures illuminated like Disneyland.

It helped that we were there on the tail end of the winter season, which somehow made it manageable to walk around with the slowly warming weather during day time.

But for someone who has lived and always been in the tropics, the night time weather was still very cold. It was about 5-10 degrees Celsius at night and in spite of the 3-4 layers of clothing and with all thick gloves and scarf, walking around was still punishingly chilly .

We were happy and relieved that we accomplished all that we sought to achieve in the 2 weeks of this trip.

Actually, my wife accomplished them as all I did was merely to listen to her stories of appreciation of the various flats and international schools that she went to. I only needed to finally agree which ones we would take.

Unfortunately, my travel was paid for by the office and hence, I need to do work and report to the Madrid office and attend the 2012 Mobile World Congress in Barcelona.

Nice Relocation Agent
My wife and I were really thankful to find a very honest and hospitable Spanish lady named Alexandra who owned this relocation agency called MadRelocation (http://www.madrelocation.com). She was everything that my wife hoped for in a relocation agent. Extremely customer-centric and insightful with her ideas on what should an expat consider in relocating to Madrid.

All throughout the days that she went with my wife, interviewing school headmasters and flat owners, she was very transparent with her ideas and opinions. Given her personalized service, we actually believed that every Euro that she charged us was worth it.

She did not ask us to pay the balance of her fees immediately even after we have closed the contract with the owner of the flat we will rent in April and the international school (http://www.stgeorge.es/en) in which we have enlisted our kids for this September, the start of the coming school year. We certainly recommend her service to any expat who is also moving to Madrid!

The Santiago Bernabeu Stadium in Madrid - Spai...

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The Flat We got and the Kids' School

The flat that we will be renting was a bit far from the city - by Singapore standard of course. It is located in Alcobendas and takes about 30 minutes via Cercanias line plus a 10 minute bus ride from Santiago Bernabeu (Yes! this is also the place were Ronaldo and Real Madrid play - Santiago Bernabeu Stadium is their home) to get to my office in Calle de Santa Hortensia.

It is certainly near the kids' new school and should only take about 10 minutes by car ride (about 3.8 kilometers).

The distance and convenience of the school and the market (they call it 'Mercado') to our new home is nowhere near the convenience of our residence here in Singapore, which is all 5-7 minute walking distance to the kids' school, MRT station and groceries/mall. It's even a 5 minute ride by cab to my Changi Business Park office.

But we knew we can't expect the same, given what the budget can accommodate. Especially with the amount of school fees we have to pay to St. George International School for Jacob and Erin, we can't afford to find a much closer and affordable flat to the school as we would have wished.

Nonetheless, we felt we still got a good distance from the new school and its accessibility to a train station balances out the downside of its distance from office.

The new house is a little smaller in area than our flat now. About 30 sqm. smaller at 100 sqm., we feel that at its rental rate of a shy less than 800 Euros, it should already be a good choice for a 3 bedroom flat that is about 10-15 minutes walk from the Alcobendas S.S. Reyes, Cercanias train station. Besides, the whole place is newly renovated and repainted. We are the first tenant since its renovation 2 months back. The appliances like the dishwasher, washing machine and fridge are all brand new.

The owner required at least 2 months of advance rent. According to Alexandra, if owners decide to use their Plan Alquila (not sure of the spelling and also the concept) insurance to cover the contract, then s/he may only charge for 1 month advance rent. But accordingly, the norm for most owners is to request for 2 months.

Only downside to the deal is that we needed to furnish the flat with the basic fixtures such as a dining table and chairs, sofa, coffee table, TV (of course, else my kids and I will die of boredom) and beds for the rooms. Good thing though, Alcobendas has an Ikea outlet nearby, so it should be easy to at least procure some of these furniture the moment I move in April.

Cost of Living
The housing cost in Spain is definitely a 70-80% cheaper compared to Singapore, at least for comparable flats that we have seen and for the same amenities as the HDBs in Singapore. The rental rates of condominiums and landed properties are certainly at par, with rates of over 2.5K-5K Euros or about 4.1K to 8.25K Sgd per month. .

The cost of utilities like electricity (about 100Euros for an average consumption, considering heating due to cold climate), gas (about 80Euros, also considering heating) water (about 25Euros), cable TV (about 20Euros) and internet (about 40Euros) are seemingly higher, but this can be attributed to more I believe to consumption than the average tariffs.

Definitely, the cost of goods and consumer services are way higher. Just to give an example, a 320 ml bottled water would be about 1.50 Euros, which is like 2.5 Sgd. Coca Cola and similar sodas are definitely expensive at 2.5 Euros - that's like 4.25 Sgd. The cheapest decent meal you can find in most low to mid-price restaurants in downtown Madrid - contrary to what we have read and maybe because things may have changes in the last 2 years since the crisis - is actually more expensive than in Singapore. A meal set is 10 to 12 Euros excluding drinks, such is about 16 to 19 Sgd, definitely not cheap!

Cab fares are also a bit on the high side. Flag down rates are about 3 Euros (that's 4.95 Sgd). A 5 kilometer ride - which will cost about 10 Sgd in total including flag down rate in Singapore - will probably cost about 8 Euros or about 14Sgd.

Bus and Metro (they call it the Subway, which connects most of the entire Madrid city locations) rides are charged at flat rates, regardless of distance at 1.5 Euro. There is another train line that connects the outer districts to the city. It's called the Cercanias lines (they call it the Train - and it's run by a different company called Renfe, which also runs the Bullet Train service to farther provinces like Barcelona from Madrid). This train service has variable fees depending on distance but the total would not be too far off from 1.5 Euros. It was about 1.35 Euros for some 8-10 stations distance. Alexandra mentioned that these rates have already increased quite substantially in the last 6 months as was the case for the income taxes. :-(

Anticipation
It is a mix feeling of anxiety and excitement, anticipating this move to Madrid, certainly not the best of conditions that I had hoped for. However, it is what it is now given the commitments I have made as well as the preparations that have been done. I need to look forward to the 2 years of my career and hope that I do well. More importantly, I pray that my family will enjoy their stay and make new friends.

My new boss and colleagues in Europe seem nice and pleasant to work with. It was good meeting them in Madrid and in Barcelona. But I am not sure, being the only Asian in that office building in Madrid as well as the only Asian in the whole Europe team, I am certainly wondering how such situation will pan out for me in the next 2 years.

Till next time, when I am in Mdrid.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Year of Change

English: Yellow banner depicting a blue dragon.

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Today is the Chinese Lunar New Year, ushering the most popular of the 12 cyclical years in the Chinese Lunar calendar - the Year of the Dragon.

For the Chinese, this is probably the most important and most auspicious year - usually portending significant changes in their lives and the fate of their society.

For me, this Year of the Dragon is similarly significant but hopefully not ominous of anything untoward that might happen, but of something that is better and more life fulfilling journey into another work realm.

It is in this year that I am changing into a different role in my job in my current firm as well as moving into another country - Spain.

I have mixed feelings of excitement as well as nervousness - that I have not felt in a long while. Though I feel it should be natural given the new environment, the new faces and personalities, I can't help but be unnerved just imagining what would work and life be in this new beginning.

It is indeed a new beginning as I feel that that I have to start from scratch again. It's a new group that I will be working with, and though within the same company - it is a completely different play for me in terms of what I am positioned to do. From managing quite a number of subordinates and projects these past years, I am back to being on my own and purely operating as an advisor rather than a manager.

If I list down all the things that make me nervous - egos and new superiors are at the top of list of my concerns. It is typically the most and difficult to manage especially if you are joining a new group. Not to mention, I am the only Asian in the group. But then again, as they say, I will never have control over these as I have never have even in my current group - so no use fretting over it. However, experience with familiar egos and superiors make it easier to manage. In my new assignment, I am not familiar at all with any.

Let me see if the I Ching has something to say on this. It has been awhile since I consulted that ancient Chinese Book of Changes.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Death in My Dream

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I had a dream last night. It was a scary dream. Those types that wake you up because it was such an unsettling event in your head. It was a dream that most people would liken to a nightmare - like any dream involving death in the family.

Believe me, it would indeed be a nightmare dreaming of death knowing that there has been several in the family these past years, and almost every year.

Dreams that involve death creates worries both in the experiencing and perceiving selves that unsettle the stability of how one currently manages his emotional state.

The inability to process or understand the meaning of dreams such as those that have deaths in it, especially for those who are superstitious and believe dreams to be omens of the what's to come (sometimes they are - for clairvoyant people), becomes a source of emotional stress that is difficult to manage.

Start of dream. My mother has died apparently and I was told about it by a colleague or a friend (I could not put a face as to who, but certainly a person I either work with everyday or a friend - who could be both), who was apparently conveying his condolences. I was surprised that I did not know.

So I called my sisters and my brother and in the dream, they too confirmed that they came to know about it from others. I was vividly remembering that I was worried about the news. But I was not particularly sure of its certainty.

I decided to check and went to my family's ancestral home, where my parents stay, to see for myself. But then, I was pleasantly relieved to see my mother casually greeting me by the doorstep. End of dream.

The dream initially scared the shit out of me this morning that I immediately called my mother. Of course, I did not tell her about the dream. We had our usual conversation of how she is and also papa, and their state of health. She said they are fine and ask me the same. We went on discussing briefly how our other loved ones are doing and I ended the call shortly afterwards. But I was a bit calmer already.

I knew by then that my dream was not about an omen of another death in the family. (Though my worry lingered on for a while - knowing that my parents are old and frail and not as physically strong as they used to be .)

Thankfully, I do remember my lessons in Dream Interpretation from my mentor Dr. Eduardo Morato, during my MBA days in the Asian Institute of Management. I was able to process the dream quickly right after.

The dream was actually symbolical of my the state of limbo that I am currently in, here in office. In December, I have been released from my current unit to transfer to another unit in the company. I am to be based in an European country. I have turned over my responsibilities to another person in the first week of January and was waiting for the formalities of the transfer papers to come.

My stint was supposed to start this month, but due to bureaucratic processes that have delayed the formalization of my transfer, I am now sitting in office with no formal role and responsibility. While it seems a pleasant situation being free of the usual stress in the work place, going to office these past 2 weeks is becoming a very uncomfortable experience. Here I am trying my best to be busy and being involved as much as possible in relevant conversations and work, just to keep my sanity in check and feel wanted or useful.

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But as days go by - I have to contend with incessant inquiries from friends and colleagues - asking on when I am starting in my new role and when am I relocating.

Such inquiries are causing me some discomfort being unable to reply on a date as nobody seems to be able to advise me from my company's vendor on how long it will take for my work permit to be processed. 1-2 months is what they say, which for me is a painfully long wait especially when you have nothing to do and there are plans (i.e. when are the kids going to quit schools and transfer, how and when do we rent out the house, etc.) that are on hold because of the uncertainty.

My Interpretation of this Dream

The mother represented by my subconscious, I believe, is my unit in the company. Her death represents the confirmation of my release from my role and responsibility.

Learning the "news of death" from a colleague and "conveying condolences" seems to relate to the last few days of my actual interactions with colleagues who have started to direct their usual requests for approval and help to my replacement instead of me. It was sort of a confirmation of the death of the responsibilities and roles that I have in my unit.

While I should expect that as I was the one who formalized the turn over of responsibilities and notified people in the unit, I was still "surprised" to experience it.

My mother being "in the house, alive and not gone and acknowledging me" , I believe, is actually also reference to my colleagues providing me their usual accommodation and recognition that I am still part of the unit and hence, are ok to continuously involve me in telecom work conversations. This was symbolized by the "casual greeting" of the mother - as the unit represented by colleagues.

As I process this dream and understand the symbolisms that my subconscious convey to my rational self in the waking world, I can only hope for better news to come so I can have nicer dreams ... :-)

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Sunday, December 25, 2011

Don't Quit

I love this poem.... going home this Christmas, got me to read this once again on the library's wall, but this time I got to read it to my daughter.
I hope she remembers always how important the message of this poem for her and her brother.

Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometime will,
When the road you're trudging seem all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many failures turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow --

You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
it seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the Victor's Cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the Golden Crown.

Success is a Failure turned Inside Out --
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit --

It's things seem worst that you must not Quit!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

what is mid-life crisis?

Woody Allen and I

A friend and I were having an interesting chat at Suvarnabhumi airport, while waiting for our flights back to Singapore. Believe me we were wondering whether we are already experiencing mid-life crisis, as we cannot stop thinking of a life after work.

I was telling him that I wanted to retire in a farm close to the city and be able to till the land and harvest produce from fruit-bearing trees...not be bothered about these mindless worries we beat ourselves up everyday - when will I close this deal, where will I get the resource for the next project or is my job safe...

But I feel that I have not achieved enough and saved enough to say that my family will be fine if my wife and I decide to settle back in Manila...

For my friend, he wants to focus on his dad's business and is wondering how things will be when he moves back with his family to his home country next year... what would life be after having been overseas for a long time. What about his son? Will his wife like it?

His thoughts were meandering on what could be.... if he stays a little bit longer in the company or if he comes back after a year or two....instead of resigning, just take a sabbatical from work and check whether being self employed is what he really wanted.

We have been having these conversations quite frequently of late, and we seem to feel that this might indeed be the mid-life crisis that old folks talk about. A point when you are at a cross road in life and you seem to feel stuck on how to move ahead, questioning everything you have done, suddenly unsure of what you really want after having gone full speed ahead trying to realize dreams of making more money, travelling the world...