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Relocation UK – The Time Traveler’s Strife

Friday July 29th, 2011

Did you know that moving to London will also give you the power to travel through time? If you’re already an avid traveler across time zones, you surely know, but if your relocation to London will be the furthest you’ve ever flown so far, you’re in for a real treat: jet lag.

It’s not just about being tired from sitting in a cramped seat on a plane and going through the aggravating motions through security and immigration. It’s the time-zone factor that puts the “lag” in jet lag  as your body lags behind in time or is forced to jump ahead. Regardless of your mental awareness of daylight and evening hours once arrived at your destination, your body is internally set to a different clock that impacts your sleeping and eating patterns. It’s a disturbance to your physical system that will also affect you mentally (and emotionally if you get cranky as all get-out like me). An hour or two’s difference is inconsequential, but when you start talking five to eight (which is the difference between the UK’s GMT/BST and US time zones from east to west coasts, in case you’re relocating to London from America), you’re in for a world of hurt. It’s when your new time zone becomes the “twilight” zone as your brain dizzies and body tingles and you zone out indeed.

I’m dwelling on this because it’s Day 2 of jet lag recovery for me after returning yesterday from Singapore. Fifteen hours in the sky with a connection in Helsinki meant a lost night’s sleep that only compounds the seven-hour time difference I’m suffering. It’s 5:00pm, but my body feels like it’s midnight. Derr…

It’s common for travelers to London to take an overnight flight so they don’t lose valuable daylight hours in transit, but you do have to bear in mind the diminished quality of sleep you’ll get in that case when you’d otherwise be curled up in bed. For people like me (which is a lot of us, I think), it’s sleeping in short bursts between readjusting your neck from the awkward angles your heavy, bouncing head keeps throwing it into. My advice: If you can sleep well on planes, definitely go for the overnight flight. If you can’t but you take one anyway, then power through the day until it’s night-time at your destination. Don’t whinge about it; just do it and thank me later. Maybe nap for an hour or two, but no more than that!

If you’re flying during the day, do your best not to stay up all night when the evening comes faster in a time zone that’s ahead of your departure location’s. Hopefully the aforementioned travel aggravations will tucker you out enough, but if not, try to occupy yourself with a low-key activity that won’t get your mind or body overly active for restful sleep—lying in bed with a light-read book is always a great way for me to wind down and drift off.

Regardless of your day or night flight preferences, make sure you’re keeping hydrated with plenty of water, and try to resist drinking much alcohol—a little may help you first fall asleep, but a lot is going to make for a restless sleep and deprive your body of fluids it needs to recharge.

Flying between London and home and/or other glorious travel destinations is going to become a regular part of your expat life once you make that international relocation to London. Which means so is jet lag, that little unwanted stowaway in your luggage. It’s the trade-off for the new experiences you’ll have in new locations, as well as feeling like an awesome lord over time when you can wind the clock forward or backward by flying eastward or westward. But that’s just the artificial sense of time that you’ll technically get back as soon as reversing your trip—don’t let jet lag rob you of actual, precious time during those first days on arrival that you’ll never get back!


BBC, You Are Dead to Me. At Least Until the Next Episode of Top Gear.

Friday November 12th, 2010

I was just saying the other day that one of the coolest things about moving to London are all the entertainment options it has to offer. You’ve got your world-renowned theatre, A-list British actors who’ve made their mark in American cinema as well, clever British comedy and drama on the telly, club acts, street performers, and, what I rank just below street performers for its pathetic organization of a basic studio audience, BBC One.

BOO BBC!!! Is this what I pay TV tax for? Forgive me if I sound a little bitter today; perhaps I’m in a mood because my sinuses are crackling and my ears are ringing after TWO HOURS of standing in line last night with the frigid wind right off the Thames thrashing around me as I waited, unsuccessfully, to get into the taping of today’s Graham Norton Show despite having a ticket in hand. My friend had invited me along (as I mentioned Wednesday in my post about Mayfair), and I didn’t realize until yesterday that BBC’s brilliant booking system, in fact, over-books like a gol’ darn airline, so even with a ticket,  you’re not guaranteed admission unless you have “Priority” status. Well, my friend has it now for the next date she books thanks to our pain and suffering of last night. Be warned, then, if you’ve made your UK relocation and are looking to step out of your new London apartment to enjoy such an evening of entertainment—make sure you get there EARLY and dress WARMLY.

We ourselves arrived at London Studios on Upper Ground near the National Theatre (make note of that address for aiming your tomatoes) at 5:15pm, and I reckon it was about 7:20 when we were mere yards from the door and wrist-banded and everything when the people at the front of the line finally left and were kind enough to tell us that anyone whose wristband number exceeded 200 wasn’t getting in—these were the people at the front of the line who were the only ones that could possibly hear the flakiest of reps that BBC could’ve sent out there to address the crowd, who basically just stood on the top step flapping her hands around and speaking as loudly as if she was in church, guaranteeing to leave us in ignorance. I thought we were going to have another student-protest-esque riot on our hands simply due to a lack of communication. BBC, are you that low on human capital that you can’t send someone to walk down the line with status updates, or maybe had the very person who is wrist-banding everyone say what the color and number of it means so people can make the decision for themselves whether to brave the 0.5% chance of getting in out of the freezing river-wind or just high-tail it to the pub? My previously tissue-damaged toes from early stages of frostbite went absolutely numb out there—I don’t even know who Graham Norton is just like the rest of the world outside the UK doesn’t, so he’s definitely not worth losing toes over. I was only there for Daniel Radcliffe, so I guess I’ll just catch him on the silver screen like everyone else soon.

In any case, it would probably make more sense for them to designate who has seat assignments and who is wait-listed from the getgo so that, again, people can make the decision for themselves and not be left to waste their time in highly unblissful ignorance. (Not to mention that if these shows want attractive audience members, they aren’t going to get it by exposing them to high-speed winds that’ll destroy the best of hair days! :) )

Thank you for letting me rant. It was a frustrating night. Idiotically, however, I’m still totally registering online to score tickets to other shows that I actually do watch, like Top Gear. I’ll just know to select warmer-weather dates and get there super early. Tickets can be applied for directly at BBC for some of their programs (http://www.bbc.co.uk/showsandtours/tickets/) or through the Applause Store, which also offers tickets for other stations (http://www.applausestore.com/home.php).

Otherwise, just kicking back and viewing the programs from my warm London apartment sounds just as, if not more, appealing to me…


Have a Satisfying Virgin Experience if You’re Moving to London

Thursday November 11th, 2010

“What did she just say?!”
“Did I read that right?”
“What is this smut?”
“What kind of blog is this??!!!”

What, like you don’t remember your special first time…enjoying a spa day? Driving round a racetrack? Hunting for ghosts? Or haven’t you done those things and need Virgin to take your virgin-ity. I’m talking about Virgin Experience Days. What did you think I was talking about?!!

As random as the experiences listed above are, there’s a long list of more available that shoot off in just about every direction. Virgin Experience Days are offered all throughout England in case you’re making a UK relocation but not necessarily a London one; or, maybe you’ll be willing to go whatever the distance for the unique opportunity it could be. The experiences range anywhere from under £25 to up to £1000, so it’s ideal to give as a gift to someone else or a full-on indulgence for yourself. You can choose from an array of categories such as hotels, pampering, theatre, afternoon tea, days out in London, Silverstone racing (as I’ve written about before), football (remember that would be soccer, you Yankees), adrenaline (like bungee-jumping and tank paintball), cooking, culture—you can even fly or learn how be a spy! One particular experience is something right out of Sex and the City and perhaps a little closer to what your mind-in-the-gutter was thinking earlier—when Samantha has her nude photos taken. Yep, you can do it, too, ladies, in tasteful black-and-white in an all-female studio.

I can’t say I’ve got the desire to immortalize my physique in such a way, but the ghost-hunting sure sounds fun! 9 hours of seances and reading EMF’s and all that stuff I like to dork out and watch on the telly; well something has to fill the void that Ghost Whisperer‘s cancellation is leaving behind! Even a relaxed day sipping tea at Kensington Palace‘s Orangery or Windsor Castle sounds delightful to me, not to say the shooting and axe-throwing of the Spy Games experience wouldn’t be enchanting as well ;) .

So what will your experience be after London Relocation saves you all kinds of time and money finding your London apartment?

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London Relocation Loves “Successful Living Abroad” Online Lectures!

Thursday October 28th, 2010


As an accompanying spouse who relocated to London for my husband’s job, I didn’t realize the extent of how challenging it would be to acclimate to a new life abroad with respect to my professional and personal life.  Belatedly, I became acquainted with Robin Pascoe through LinkedIn, who, as a long-term trailing spouse, has written a collection of books on expat living.  I’ve previously recommended Robin’s book, A Movable Marriage, and now am delighted to learn that she’s developed an online series of lectures addressing the emotional trials and tribulations of moving internationally that compound the sheerly logistical ones—and making a success of it!

Titled Successful Living Abroad, the series tackles all the hot buttons such as loss of identity, anger and resentment toward one’s spouse, and expat parenting when one is moving abroad with children.  Reestablishing who you are in an entirely new context is not as easy as all those supportive folks who say to you, “Oh, think of it as an adventure!” tend to believe when you’re justifiably concerned about finding work, friends, etc. after your international relocation.  Far easier said than done by those on the outside looking in, but when you’re the one living it, you’re the one who has to make it happen.  As Robin will tell you in her abundance of print and online resources, it isn’t all gloom and doom (it is a grand adventure, after all!), and, indeed, some may fare better than others.  The fact remains, however, that it’s better to anticipate what issues could arise so that, if they do, you’ll be prepared and thus better suited to take them on productively and positively.  It’s all about holding your head above water as you turn that doggy-paddle into an Olympic-qualifying breast-stroke :) .

Robin Pascoe’s Successful Living Abroad series can be found at both of the following websites:

www.expatexpert.com

www.youtube.com/robinpascoe

The staff here at London Relocation Ltd. are likewise all expats living here.  Having each moved here for different reasons, we can offer you plenty of advice on the varying degrees of personal tolls such a relocation had originally taken and how we individually persevered to make our London move an enriching and terribly fun experience!


Art Imitating Life May Aid Your London Relocation

Monday October 11th, 2010

Knock-knock.

Who’s there?

Orange.

Orange who?

Orange you glad I’m not going to write about UK taxes this week?

(Whoa boy…UK taxation might be preferable to resurrecting hideous knock-knock jokes from childhood, huh…)

Sorry about that.  My brain is trying to get out of weekend-mode and not having a little difficulty doing so…not that telling bad jokes is how I spend my weekends….In truth, though, my weekends might not shape up to anything much cooler than curling up with a book on the sofa.  I know there’s a marvelous city out there with limitless options of things to do, but sometimes a gal needs a weekend.  Yesterday in particular, however, for having not emerged from my cozy flat all day, I sure felt like I had traversed the entire city, from the touristed parts to the off-the-beaten path.  It was an adventure of the mind and a very fun way of revisiting many places I’ve been.

Actually, for as fantastical as it is, parts of this novel almost read like a tutorial in relocating.  The book is Her Fearful Symmetry, written by Audrey Niffenegger and set in Highgate Cemetery.  Not many average tourists are keen to make that trek up the Northern Line to the North London Highgate/Hampstead area, but I encourage you to do so, especially if you’re moving here and will have the time.  It is so lovely up there, green and residential with a village feeling, yet with convenient access.

In any case, Niffenegger herself (author of Time Traveler’s Wife, if the name isn’t ringing a bell) is an American expat.  When she began this second novel, she at first intended to set it in one of Chicago’s most historic cemeteries, but the the cemetery became such a dominant aspect of the plot that she realized it needed to be the end-all-be-all of cemeteries in the world.  So she came here and, more specifically, Highgate!  As part of her research, she became a volunteer for the Friends of Highgate Cemetery, and to this day if you take the tour of the West Cemetery, you may get a tour guide named Audrey ;) .  Throughout the novel, she lends her American perspective to her two female protagonists, naive twins originating from Chicago, Illinois’s Lake Forest suburb.  It is comical to read how they acquaint themselves with the flat they’ve inherited (demonstrating their surprise to find a washing machine behind a cabinet door in the kitchen, just as I’ve written about before in my “Crouching Tenant, Hidden Dishwasher” post) as well as try to learn the local lingo.  They familiarize themselves with London public transportation, suffering the crowds of the Tube at rush hour and learning what an *ouch* black taxi fare is from Heathrow to North London.  They find the great neighborhoods for shopping like Sloane Square and Knightsbridge, which stores to shop at for practical needs like groceries and toiletries, and how to register with NHS.  They also learn the histories of London’s Magnficent Seven cemeteries that were established in the mid-eighteenth century to accommodate the overcrowding of the dead in the city’s churchyards.

Oh, and did I mention their flat is haunted?  Ah yes, ’tis a bit of a ghoulish read that is perfect for this time of year as we approach Halloween.  Another modern-day book I’ve read that comes to mind about an American staying in a haunted flat is Gregory Maguire’s Lost (again, if the name isn’t familiar, he’s the author of Wicked).  Now that I think of it, perhaps I should compile a haunted literature list for you at some point this month to get you in the mood for the season and your new, utterly atmospheric city if you’re moving to London soon.  I’ll keep you posted!


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