As we sit in the airport waiting for our flight some bitter sweet memories come to mind. This past week was a blur of emotions, it started with being exhausted after moving everything out of our apartment. The only saving grace we had with our move was that it was raining and not 100° outside and we had great friends to help us. After the move the stress of packing started to set in. Would our bags fit as carry on, do they weight to much, and do we have enough stuff. I found the best way to pack was slowly. Pack for a bit then have a beer, then go back to packing then have another beer. The theory being that if you couldn't get something right eventually you will be to buzzed to care. As we finished packing it was time for goodbyes. As I left work for the last time I was extremely happy at first, who wouldn't want to leave their job to go on holiday for a year? During the drive home I realized I will miss the place, I was very lucky to work with the coworkers I had. I didn't like all of them but most of them became pretty good friends, I also enjoyed my job and was paid well for the little work I had to do.
I can only hope I will be able to find a similar job when I return.
As for the family It was hard for some because they seem to think we are in the stone age and will have no communication for a year (guess there not reading the blog). For our close friends it was a sad goodbye with lots of trying to convince them to travel with us, hopefully some of them will. Both our friends and families will be missed but then again we will be in Europe!
So now, after successfully navigating through security (without a rectal exam ;-) ) , we wait outside our gate! Our next blog will be from across the pond and the adventure will be officially on.
Until then wish us luck,
The Corpolongos
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