Mike had to work on Friday night and he'd been working a lot all week long. We felt like we hadn't seen each other much lately so we had a little date last night. We went into town and browsed some bookstores. We were looking for some specific titles, and found most of them. Then we went to one of our favorite restaurants, Bijan, a Persian restaurant. There we toasted to "Not moving to the Middle East."
That's right. We are not moving to the Middle East. We are moving to Bujumbura, Burundi, in East Africa. Burundi is that little red dot on the map.
And so the next exciting chapter in our life begins. There's a lot to think about and we still don't know many details but should find out soon exactly when we'll go. It's great that we can narrow our reading and research down to one place now. My head is swimming with all the plans and ideas that have been simmering for the last 6 months. Africa means rain boots and flowy skirts and fresh mangoes. It means, quite possibly, leaving our beloved furry monster cats at home. This particular part of Africa means very few visitors will come to us, but we'll go to Europe or back to the States for vacations several times a year.
Love, obviously, because we love each other and since the day we married we knew that adventures like this would be part of our life together. Cholera because it still exists in Burundi and it's one of the many immunizations we'll need to get.
The map is from Wikipedia.