Our first stop

Well, we made it out of Arcata, barely.  We were busy down to the last minute with all the final touches on the house, packing, and taking care of Freya.  It is still hard to believe that this year that we've been talking about and planning for years is finally here.  We have a week to spend in New York, seeing family and friends, and then we are really off into the world.  I hope that we will be able to draw on the impulses from "the age of exploration" during our year of exploration.  We will be comparing and contrasting our experiences with experience of people who's explorations had huge impacts on people during their times and in times still to come.  Grand goals, perhaps?

Two weeks from today, we will be arriving in New York City, the first leg of our 9-month journey.  We are frantically trying to fix up our home, pack up the last of our things, figure out what to bring, and make some of our first reservations.  Jeremiah just got back from two and a half weeks at Camp Tawonga, paradise for a 12 year old, and is dreading going back to Arcata with no home.  A hard transition...until we reminded him that he didn't have to get ready to go to school next week.  That seemed to soften the blow!