That's right, two years ago today I arrived in Venice with 4 suitcases, a huge dog crate, and my dog Sam. Mike, who I hadn't seen in 10 days, was waiting right outside baggage claim at Marco Polo airport for us, and what a welcome sight he was! This wasn't the usual arrival for us, this was not a 3 or 4 week vacation. This was for forever, ....or so we hoped.
Looking back, I have no idea where these two years have flown by to. Every single day I get up still amazed that we are here to begin with, and still so enamored with this place.
We've accomplished all the big items that were necessary for our long term stay here by the end of the first year. It took that long. Way longer than we ever expected, but very thankfully behind us. Nothing worthwhile ever comes easy. I'll never forget that! We're now intimately familiar with the Questura in Marghera, and the Anagrafe office,and a few other offices at city hall. One would think that after having had to endure all of the hardships I've been through, all of the hoop-jumping I've done for things that seemed so simple yet became so difficult, that perhaps we would have been very willing to pack up those 4 suitcases and hightail it out of here. Oh hell no!!! All that crapola just made me that much more determined to see this through.
With the difficult stuff behind us, our goals are alittle bit simpler these days.... learn the language, make new friends.
Tonight we celebrate. Now we are really "living the dream" ---every single day.