One year ago today, I stepped off a plane in Amsterdam and embarked on an adventure. Within a week I was in My new home country, Romania. It was exciting but also sad. I was leaving so many people behind that I cared for deeply and although I knew I would see them again, it was certain to never be the same. In addition, I had liquidated almost everything to downsize for the move. That was no small feat – just ask the subs that helped. FemDom Mansion alone took a herculean effort to dismantle. I had such a wonderful collection of gear, but I learned from a previous adventure not to put anything in storage. If you can live without something for a year, you didn’t need it.
And so it began, and one year later I do not regret it. Today, on the one year anniversary, I spent a good bit of time dealing with the immigration process – again. So, yes, I am staying another year. It’s hard to explain how it feels here . . . relaxed, safe, away from the insanity that the USA had become and I am living My best life for where I am now. I’ve visited Austria, Hungary and Bulgaria so far. No, I haven’t learned Romanian yet. In all honesty I haven’t tried, but now I that I know I will be here at least another year, I am going to make a better effort. We shall see.
Additionally I am exploring the world of kink in Europe. I’ve attended the FemDom Summit in Bucharest, visited the House of Sinn, collaborated with Ezada Sinn and next week I head to London again for the FemDom Ball. Next year an event in Portugal is on My radar along with the German Fetish Weekend in Berlin and I plan to continue to spend time at the House of Sinn and get to know more of the visiting Mistresses there.
So life is good and everyday I walk outside to see a fairytale city where the people are friendly, the food is fresh, and the next adventure is just around the corner. What more can a person ask for?
It’s taken a while for Me to get My “kink legs” under Me since relocating to Romania, but it’s finally happened. I am fortunate enough to have one of the top online Dommes in the world down the road in Bucharest –