Hours ago, my flight crossed the Bering Strait into Siberia, my first departure from North America. Leaving America was a chore, mountains of paperwork, packing, getting the house ready for sale, saying goodbye to friends and coworkers, and misty-eyed last moments with family.
And there is still so much to do. My wife is burdened with the remaining task of getting the house sold, and getting our dog sent over, on top of caring for the kids. I have a fairly short amount of time to find a permanent place to live, dealing with receiving the dog and the furniture, and proving myself at work to be worthy of the expense of moving us all out here.
I hope it will all settle down and become a fun adventure for all of us.
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