Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Moving Abroad



This chick is ready to go.
Moving out of the USA was something that I have always wanted to do.  At first I didn't know anyone personally that had done this other than military people. I wanted to do it for the experience of living somewhere that was very different from what I was use to.  As the years passed by I started to meet people who had lived abroad and returned to the US. Most of them were people in their 20s and they backpacked around Europe which was the norm.  Yes they were gone for a couple of years, but they were much younger than me and they were backpacking, which was no longer of interest to me.

I started to find more and more blogs out there where others were in their 50s and living abroad, but none of them were single women.  Regardless, I started to communicate with a few of those that were in my age group.  They of course gave good advice, but I didn't totally trust this because I didn't know these people and I didn't think that they would give me the truth about the good and the bad.  By not knowing them personally I was reluctant to ask them really personal questions, especially when it came to money. I just decided to take the chance, because if all else failed, I could always return to the USA and get back to work.



When the opportunity presented itself,  after much research and planning, I decided to go for 6 months to South America. I was always partial to the Spanish culture and wanted to learn more about it..
After recovering from several surgeries, spending a year in Savannah with my daughter and my new granddaughter, house-sitting for a  month (3 wks) in Berkeley, California, and taking a week to drive through parts of Northern California, I decided Peru was where I would start.  The plan was to stay for 6 months and move on to somewhere else.  Many ask why did I choose Peru?  Now I know that I didn't choose Peru, Peru chose me.

Gia turns 1.

Avenue of the Giants in Humbodlt County, California
 The hardest part was leaving this little one.  I had to realize that I had to step back and let my daughter be a mother, and trust that I had taught her well.

Then off I went.

First to Berkeley, California, then driving to Northern California to see the beautiful Redwood Forrest.
Mount Shasta, part of the Cascade Range in Siskiyou County,California





It is time!



Andes Mountains on the way to Urubamba Valley
I am on my way to this beautiful land, with an apartment waiting for me in Cuzco, Peru. Cuzco is the home to the famous Inca Empire in the Andes Mountains.  Something we all read about in grade school,

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