I remember it all quite clearly.
We left Portland, Oregon in the morning of the 20th of April, Pup and my husband and I all packed and ready for our new life in Argentina.
I was mostly concerned about the flight for Pup, the apartment being good and were we really insane doing this ?
The taxi to the airport was great, the flight from Oregon to Texas was great.
The flight from Texas to Buenos Aires was good for the humans, the Pup might have a different story to tell.
We won't even think about it now .. I am thankful he lived, I promised him I would never do it to him again.
He forgave me right away.
He's like that, you know.
We arrived at an apartment in the neighborhood that we thought would be good , with two bedrooms, a big kitchen and serious need of cleaning and new furniture but it was cozy and had good views.
We were glad to be in the neighborhood and we made it our home for two months.
While we ran here and there with the paperwork one needs when immigrating to another country.
While we were fingerprinted and photographed and ran to various agencies countless times and got papers, books, passports etc, stamped.
Many stamps. They like to stamp things here.
And in the moments when we were not taking a paper to be stamped somewhere, we were looking for a home.
The manager of the apartment dropped the news on us one day that they had rented the apartment out to someone else for two weeks.
We would have to move then move back.
Needless to say, we found another apartment and moved.
And then we found our home.
Which took about two months to be renovated, which went on after we had moved in.
But eventually, they all left and it was the three of us again, in our new home, in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
We still speak a very mangled Castellano, we still have not been to so many places.
But we do feel at home, we have made friends, we manage.
My husband manages much better than I do at many more things but that is what a marriage is, right ? one of you is just better at some things than others.
Pup is good at being Pup. And that is sufficient for us.
(I also think he understands more Spanish than he admits to )
So here we are.. Four years later ...
Happy Anniversary to Us !!