Monday, we made a quick trip to Santo Angelo, about an hour and a half away, to register with the Federal police. The drive was beautiful and the day was fairly uneventful. We walked around a park as we waited for the Division of Labor to open after lunch. Emma and I played at the park while Kevin and Ivan went to register. It was strange to be alone with Emma in a place where I know no one. I glanced around at the stores and realized I couldn't read anything. Where am I? And why am I so strangely comfortable here? What an odd moment!
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Beautiful. Sometimes, I am jealous that you guys get to live in another country and have those adventures. I know I would be having all the same apprehensive feelings that you are, and even more probably. I'm happy that you are feeling better about it every day. You will end up loving it and not want to leave when your time is up. Love ya!
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