10 Years Abroad

Couple days ago marked the 10th anniversary of moving overseas. When we got in from heathrow, the key to our place was not ready for us. Nothing like a screaming 2-yr old coming off an overnight flight and a 90-minute van ride across London to focus the minds of a roomful of estate agents. The key shortly became "ready". Moved into an empty house. On a business trip prior I'd bought a mattress and scheduled delivery for the day we arrived. Luggage, child, mattress on floor, empty early victorian row house. Went for a walk around the neighborhood and had lunch outdoors at a pub, son finally asleep in the stroller. One more child, a stint in Switzerland, a few houses, a couple jobs, and 10 bikes later, we're still here.