The term “trailing spouse” is often used when referring to the accompanying partner of an employee who has been relocated to a new country. Up to a few years ago, this usually meant a woman following her husband or partner to that new area. Today however, there are many male trailing spouses that have followed their partners due to a company move. The Nyon area is no exception to this trend.
Michael Shevlin is one of those male trailing spouses. He is also a father of two children and he moved to the Rolle area last year. He has written a very funny post for Living in Nyon on the learning curve of living as an expat in his situation. In this post he also gives tips and hints for other parents on places to take children for entertainment in this area.
Note: Living in Nyon event – There will be a “meet up” for other male trailing spouses on 8th Feb. Details at the end of this article. Now it’s over to Michael…
“When I first learned that my family was going to be relocating to Switzerland my mind was filled with hopeful thoughts of chocolate bars the approximate size of a child’s arm; depositing large reams of untaxed money in a vault with one of the spinny, ship’s wheel locks as barrel chested, germanic security guards eyed my every move and skiing to the shops. Alas, none of these deluded fantasies have sprouted legs and walked across the parquet, so I have had to console myself with a couple of bars of Frigor and a trudge to Migros…which is a bit like visiting the bank as I have recently put down a deposit on a steak. It’s off plan, but I have been told that it is a great investment and probably something my children can look forward to…
As the Easyjet (now there’s an oxymoron) flight rose above the English countryside it dawned upon me that I was now a ‘trailing spouse.’ The real star of show, here, was my wife; who had been headhunted and hired by a powerful conglomerate eager to profit from her communication and social media skills and I was merely human hand-luggage to be checked in at immigration or get crotch-sniffed by an indifferent Alsatian at customs. I would be Rainman to my Tom Cruise wife, looking on blankly as my worldly wife discussed unified string theory and art house cinema with the immigration guys…in French. Not only did I need to get to know a whole new country, and new ways of doing things, I’d have to do it all in French.
“I was going to be the primary carer to my kids”
To compound matters I was also starting a new career; namely, I was going to be the primary carer to my kids. The poor little rascals looked at me with expressions of incredulity and amusement when they were told this news and to give them their due their expressions have remained remarkably consistent.
Now, whenever someone asks me what I do and I tell them they nod sympathetically and look for an exit….whereas before they’d say: ‘Oh, you’re an animator,’ and their eyes would light up; whetted by the potential rich seam of pithy anecdotes an animator must have and how terribly interesting the field of animation must be (well, I’ve got news for you folks, it’s pretty dull. It’s twenty-five frames a second of graft, code and repetition.)
“You know what? I’m happy”
So now I scoot around the Canton of Vaud with my kids through rain or snow, I freelance a bit, I write and you know what? I’m happy. Switzerland is like that. The people are refreshingly content; they’re not showy or particularly materialistic (which is lucky, considering how much everything costs…) and they know that they live in a beautiful country which they enjoy in all it’s seasons and I do believe it’s rubbing off on me.
So, if I can de-weave the flowers from my hair and finish my muesli then I can impart my completely inconsiderable knowledge of the Nyon area for recently landed, trailing-spouse greenhorns looking startled on the tarmac of Geneve aeroport as their befuddled kids look at them and shout: ‘WE WANT SOME LEADERSHIP…DAMMIT!’ If you’re struggling with Swiss life, your urchins or need to take them somewhere to have some fun or just to give yourself a bit of a break then here are some suggestions:
Such is way of the Gallic world that the accepted way to teach French is that a French person talks at you in French and expects some of it to slip into your feeble anglo brain and that you will speak French or forever remain a savage. Ecole Migros is probably the best place to learn and caters for all levels – from hand wavers to translators.
A veritable Mecca for kids with a huge playground, electric karting track, minigolf, indoor play area, cafe / restaurant and Parc Adventure (tree climbing with harnesses – s’awesome). Is wonderful in summer but can be a bit grim in winter with only a coffee machine and the sound of your kid’s chattering teeth to keep you company.
Chavannes Centre, ( Versoix Autoroute exit)
If you crave the mall then the Chavannes Centre is worth a detour. With a Manor (department store), a Fust (electronics) and the ubiquitous H&M it also boasts an excellent café with – check this out – a playground so you can sip your renversé and watch your urchins climb/plummet/fight without leaving your seat.
Divonne Market (every Sunday)
No one does markets like the French and Divonne market is a very good one and I find steaks taste way better when you have smuggled them over the border disguised as a child’s hat. Also, Divonne has an amazing playground and a Casino supermarché where you can buy ‘disgusting’ Anglo-American food like Marmite, Mint Sauce and Oreo Cookies.
Photo above: one of the many colourful fruit stalls at Divonne fruit market
If you can get past the fact that it sounds like a masochistic niche magazine, Pfister has an indoor playground that is supervised so that you can wander round and look at the furniture – and very fine furniture it is – or just have a coffee. It took me at least 6 months before I tired of using the name as a gag. Maybe a year.
Natural History Museum (aka Dead Animal Museum), Geneva.
When the rain comes down or it’s too cold to go to a playground, kids like nothing better than wandering around a looking at dead things, especially dinosaurs. Museum shop is full of affordable tat as well. It used to have a two headed turtle, but it has been replaced with a bearded lady (joke! But there did used to be a two headed turtle…)
There is now an IKEA in Geneva, but the one in Aubonne has a supervised creche (which gives you an hour to buy tea lights and other things you don’t want or need) and a restaurant with a play area. Chips, meatballs and self assembly furniture – what could possibly go wrong?
Ikea: A place to get those Billy bookcases and entertain the children at the same time.
Outdoor swimming pools, Nyon / Aubonne / Versoix
Summer is easy with the kids because you can go to these large, communal oudoor pools. They are clean, well supervised and traditionally cold – so bring a sun top or wetsuit for younger kids”.
Photo above: Nyon’s own infinity pool – all for the price of a few francs
For any readers who are male trailing spouses, there will be a Living in Nyon meet up event on Tuesday 8th February at Les Brasseurs pub in Nyon from 19:00 onwards.
Michael will be there to say “hello and welcome” over a few beers. If you are a male trailing spouse or know of any others who are and would like to join him, please email the editor cnp at bluewin.ch to have an approximate idea of numbers for this event.
If you want to read more of Michael’s wit and writing, you can follow him on his personal blog called Mr Shev. Link here
As a trailing spouse we have to admit it is not a bad life ! Switzerland has so much to offer.Trailing in Delhi Marina
Aha! Marina! Here she is popping up!! What a great article – I was just debating the weekend market issue (with myself of course, one does a lot of that as a trailer!) – so thanks Michael – Divonne it is! Marina, I’m emailing you now! Xxx
I really enjoyed this! I was at the Women–in-Business conference in Beijing this year, and one of the sessions was a trailing husbands panel, with three lovely guys sharing their very different experiences as the tag-along partner. Really refreshing and interesting. Thanks for sharing your story!
I particularly liked this line: “The poor little rascals looked at me with expressions of incredulity and amusement when they were told this news and to give them their due their expressions have remained remarkably consistent.” I’ve never thought much about how this primary caregiver change would be seen by and affect kids.
Thanks Tanya for your comments. Much appreciated! Catherine
It’s great to see events like this happening. I also am a trailing spouse living in Geneva. I’ve started my own psychotherapy practice here in 2006, after many years of practice in the US. This year, my colleague and I are starting up a group for men who want to talk about these issues on a very personal level in a professional and confidential setting. If this interests you, please see the website or contact me directly. Mobile: 079 811 36 42, Office 022 320 26 32