It is time for something new.
We packed up and moved our family to Florence for the next three months, and we arrived this weekend. The trip? Smooth. Traveling to our rental apartment by plane, train, bus, and then walking? Easier than expected. Trying to take care of basic needs and adjust to the time change in a foreign country after traveling on little to no sleep with two small kids who don’t understand why three a.m. is not play time? Brutal. Everyone is cross.
We have a lovely apartment that is making us feel very much at home. I can’t wait to show you pictures and tell you about this experience, but we need to be more settled in first.
The window pictured is in my bedroom, and it’s the first thing I see when I wake up.