Moving to Spain was mostly painless. After living in a small bedroom in Manhattan and leaving all communal property with my roommates - I managed the whole move with just four bags. Elena checked one bag for me and I carried two large backpacks and a single messenger bag - I get a bit nervous every time I check a bag because of some rough experiences as a management consultant - but it all worked out!
The flight was good - I didn’t sleep at all on my way over, which may have helped with the jet-lag and I didn’t meet anyone interesting, but I watched a bunch of mediocre movies that were on my list.
I still find it very difficult to focus on work on most flights, if I could understand better what keeps me engaged in productive, but effort-intensive tasks - I’d feel a lot better about sleepless flights.
For more on my journey to legal residency: