Thoughts of emigration had been on my mind for a long time. We talked about it a lot, first jokingly, then more and more seriously, until my wife suggested that we each write down our dream lives in 5, 10, and 30 years. Surprisingly, our dreams coincided in that we want to face our old age by the sea, in a warm country with a pleasant climate.
We thought about Greece, Portugal, Germany, Cyprus, even Indonesia and the U.S., but realized that the maximum permissible for us - Europe and 4-5 hours by plane, because our parents are not going to move anywhere, and therefore we should be able, if necessary, to be near them for a few hours. My parents live in Perm, my wife lives in Saratov. In addition, we discussed the cost of medicine - of course, we are not 70, but not 20, so that the question of the cost of treatment in the new homeland, too, stood. States on this point fell out at once.
Germany seemed the most suitable place - close to Russia, inexpensive, to find a job is not so difficult, education is cheap, but the climate is not much different from ours and no sea. In France we were interested in jobs at the UN, where we needed specialists with knowledge of English and French, in Italy the possibility of obtaining a work visa loomed, but somewhere along the way Spain suddenly popped into my mind.