Ahhh ... I'm finally here. After a few weeks of hell that involved finalizing all the details of our lives, packing the house, moving enormous amounts of furniture and crap into storage, and driving to Missouri, I have finally (FINALLY) arrived.
Colorado did not let go easily. The moving was a monumental chore, we tore a hole in the moving van, Kevin's truck broke down at every opportunity, plans were delayed, and it was general hell getting out.
Missouri was only slightly kinder. The truck continued its obstinance, and I was forced to leave Kobi behind. A plane crash in Tegucigalpa forced all air traffic through San Pedro Sula, my intended route. This meant all passengers, mail, and air cargo were detoured, and all flights were overfull. There was no room for my poor pooch and no forecast as to when the situation may change. So she’s staying on the farm … for now.
The good news is that most of the drama is behind us. I’m now settling in to island life. This better be worth it.
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