Traveling as a tourist in Europe means getting a passport, packing a suitcase and buying a plane ticket. Traveling as a ‘worker’ however means passports, visas, work contracts, apartment rental contracts (how do we do that, when we aren’t there yet?), original marriage licenses (at lease 4!), F*B*I* background checks (with ink fingerprints!), packing for a year and a plane ticket.
We have submitted every document requested and wait for approval to go.
Well, we feel it is finally happening. We have been instructed to make our plane reservations and pack our bags.
This is the view from the window of our apartment. An apartment that I have only seen in photos! I am learning how to trust the universe; to allow my deep knowing that everything will work out beautifully.
So, off I go. To a land of very tall mountains, cool breezes and breathtaking vistas. To a place where I know no one, don't speak the language (German), and have never visited.
I invite you to join me - watch the sun set in the Alps, listen to the sound of cow bells (!) and walk with me on new paths.