everything's in Spanish

As I prepared to get to this point, this specific point, I had to try my best to translate Free Range Donut, as all the collateral information is now in Spanish. I had better get used to it.

Yesterday was a long day, filled with uncomfortable seating and the stresses of traveling with some of the most obnoxious people on the planet. While understanding a different language and dealing with a different culture might be troublesome, it is sometimes so much better than dealing with one's own. That said, travel was relatively good. We arrived, in one piece, with all our luggage, and with only a couple of surcharges for our overzealous packing. Note to self: I don't need blue jeans in Bucaramanga! Today was much nicer, as we flew in a fairly empty plane to our present position of Bucaramanga. It has been a pleasant stay so far, as we have basically spent our time unpacking and getting used to our new found environs. Our planned interpreter was unable to meet us due to unfortunate circumstances, but our "replacement" is very nice and seems eager to help. That is good for us, as we will need all the help we can get. Tomorrow she will pick us up and we will go to pick up our kids at 4 PM. I know when that time comes I will be incredibly nervous and excited, but for now I am in desperate need of sleep and some food...I don't care the order. But I am excited. Very.

Today will be restful, hopefully, as the city is beautiful and resort seems very accomodating. For now, this is home, so we will try to break it in like a new pair of shoes. Hopefully they are not made of Italian leather...

I plan to write more later, but just wanted to let you all know that we have made it. It's awesome.

By the way, the song for the day is "Caring is Creepy" by the Shins. Just so you know.