It was a baking hot summer day in the UK on 24 July 2019, hitting heatwave temperatures of 34/35° Celsius. The political atmosphere was tense amongst British people due to the Brexit referendum, and polarised arguments were rife amongst the population. I had decided enough was enough and made a bid to move to Brussels in Belgium.
All change
I had quit my job, I had no plans in place, and I simply loaded up a hired van containing all my worldly belongings and booked a ferry. As I was driving south to Dover, it was announced over the radio that Boris Johnson had been elected as Prime Minister of the UK. Within hours of this news, I was aboard the ferry, watching the white cliffs of Dover diminish in size, and I was setting sail for the continent.
With plenty of effort and a large helping of luck, I found an apartment in Brussels to rent, along with some gainful employment – all within a brief couple of months. I registered my freelance business as a sole trader and things began to fall into place. I was already paying taxes in Belgium by November 2019 and was beginning to settle down. However, a dark period was looming around the corner, about to engulf the world. Everything changed, I was vaccinated in Brussels, and in line with the rest of the population, I switched to working from home.
New language, new city
As my business grew, I needed to conduct meetings more and more using French as the primary language. I had to learn fast, and in the most expedient way possible – total immersion. It worked. Over time, my life in Brussels became more and more settled, the culture captured my heart, and I began to feel naturally immersed in the life of a bustling continental capital.
New identity
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More recently, my friends started to suggest I should apply for Belgian Citizenship. I was close to meeting the criteria – namely living, working and paying taxes in Belgium for five years, and speaking one of the two national languages. I wasn’t in any hurry and was quite relaxed, yet at the same time, I was seriously considering it.
Once again, the political situation suddenly flipped and I was pushed into rapid decision making. In February 2025, the New Flemish Alliance coalition party was elected in Belgium, and they began putting steps in place to make application for nationality more complex and expensive. The language test was to be raised from Level A2 (generally functional) to Level B1 (more securely integrated), and the fee was to be raised from €150 to €1,000. In order to avoid these stricter regulations, I quickly got the wheels in motion for the application. On 22 May 2025, only a few weeks before the fee was officially raised to €1,000, my application was accepted by my local administrative office in the district of Etterbeek, Brussels – at the original cost of €150.
On 2 February 2026, I returned to the administrative offices to collect my Belgian National Identity card and Passport, and I was holding back the tears of joy as I exited the building. Having acquired Belgian nationality by naturalisation, Brexit and its aftermath in the UK now seemed a million miles away. I had not only gained dual national identity, but I had also regained my European Identity – which I felt I had been stripped of due to the marginal and polarised nature of the referendum.
New security
I am now the very proud owner of the Belgian passport which ranks at number three in the world, after Singapore and Japan. This ranking is calculated on the number of countries one can visit without the need for a visa. Due to the nature of my work, it’s essential for me to travel extensively, so having this prestigious passport and being a renewed EU citizen has become a tremendous advantage. I am now at liberty to travel to a whole host of countries worldwide without the need for lengthy and costly visa applications.
The moral of my story is that risks can turn out to be a phenomenal asset – provided they are judged correctly and at the right time. I have learned many things on my journey, but the greatest of all is that I’m no longer afraid to jump out of the fire when the heat reaches breaking point. Never look back, always look forward, and continue to keep an eye on the ever changing political world in which we are all inextricably linked.
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