Packing, leaving, landing, settling. Rinse and repeat.

Funny. I'm writing this in a place that i had no idea we'd be, six months ago. Let me explain.

Me and the mister have a bit of a history of adventure travel. Fate kind of plopped us down at a work dinner one night two years ago, and that was it. The next 10 months involved lots of transatlantic travel to see each other (New York for him as he's British, London for me), planning a house sale and job move for him, and in the middle of all of it, planning a wedding in Iceland (which bless him, he did most of the planning. I have no idea how). Then after Iceland it was Italy for our honeymoon, back to London to do a second wedding, and then moving to New York to live and work. And that's all with only 3 suitcases. I have no idea how we did it.

Back in New York, it was fun for a while, in a very transparent sort of way, but then the mister and I decided we were moving to London. For a lot of reasons, all personal. All related to family. It just made sense, and I felt very grown up all of a sudden. You know how when you're young and single, all you think about is the next day, when your next hot date is, and whether you can pay the credit card bill this month? And you make fun of people who seem to have that grand plan, that exciting love life, because you much prefer not answering to anyone, blah blah? Yeah, funny how things changed when I met the mister- everything became very clear (but still with plenty of hot dates together).

So, that's how we decided. A few months ago, we both looked at each other and said "let's go for it." We're always on the same page with our gut instinct.

I feel lucky that we got here without anything except a few suitcases and our senses of humour. We're in the process of looking for jobs, and we're picking where we want to live while staying with family. My brain is a bit overloaded because I've never really lived and worked somewhere long term except New York. My whole life was in New York, pretty much. I've travelled, I've gone to school in foreign countries, but this is different. This is us. Our adventure. Our story.

Well, it's mid afternoon now, and I have another interview to go to. I swear, I feel like I should have a trenchcoat and a suitcase full of carpet samples and go door to door. I might as well, I feel like I've met every single company in the city by now.

So here we are. London. And this is where the adventure begins. Two kids and their cameras. Me and my juice box.