We started our day at 5am in Seattle. It was after midnight when we got all 24 of our bags through Venezuelan customs, after 2am when we arrived at our new apartment, and after 4am when Graham fell asleep. But we arrived.
That was a month ago. Since then we’ve learned that each country has several international schools, but in the mind of international educators, there’s always one that is “the school.” We arrived at that one. We’re lucky.
We arrived exhausted and with only a faint idea of what awaited us beyond the four different locked doors leading to the street outside, but it didn’t matter. We were thankful to have simply arrived.