(This entry was written in early May)
I think we are done. As Addie cried in tears the other night, “I am so tired of traveling.” Even though it sounds kind of ungrateful I have finally had my wanderlust satiated for the time being. I am sick of carrying these backpacks. I hate all my clothes and actually have holes in most of my shirts and my undergarments are in shreds. I fantasize about canning peaches in the summer. The kids dream about purchasing board games and decorating their rooms. We all miss our friends and family. We are officially home sick. Month eight. Our weariness is palpable.
Luckily we meet my parents in five days. They are joining us in Oaxaca city for 10 days and it will be so wonderful to see them. We will be in Oaxaca for three months before returning home in August. It is our goal to create a home of sorts in Oaxaca, sign up for classes, make friends, get in shape, learn Spanish.






To be on the road for almost a year with the family is a haul. You guys have great stamina.
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