I've been avoiding writing this post for four weeks, because I knew it would make me cry. On May 12th we boarded a plane, with 20 pieces of luggage, three kids, and our cat and left our wonderful home in the Andes to San Diego, California. There were many valid reasons... family, work, continually struggling with the language (those "foreigner moments" that just never stop for expats). But what it came down to and what was really evident when we arrived here in San Diego is that we are really needed here.
Our time in Bariloche is something we all will cherish for the rest of our lives. Argentina is a beautiful country with kind and wonderful people that we all miss every day. Below are some photos of some of the people who will always be in our hearts.
Naomi's best friend Kuana, who decided to run out of the photo at the last minute...
Kalea, Naomi, Chole, Tor, and Phoebe... Not pictured are Kalea and Tor's parents, Jill and Peter who just moved to Bariloche from Alaska.
Phoebe and her best friend Valen.
Chloe and her best friend Priscila.
Our good friend Betina suprised us at the airport....
Naomi and Fabi, her teacher in the jardin and her friend
With Vero on the last day of school. She was the girls Spanish tutor before school started and Chloe's fourth grade teacher.
At the Airport with our wonderful friend and Spanish teacher, Betina.
"People are willing to take these extraordinary chances to become writers, musicians, or painters, and because of them, we have a culture. If this ever stops, our culture will die, because most of our culture, in fact, has been created by people that got paid nothing for it--people like Edgar Allan Poe, Vincent Van Gogh or Mozart."-Kurt Vonnegut