Well, we have approximately one week to go until we move 3687 kilometres /2291 miles (as the crow flies). I am so glad we are flying most of the way...it's 4536 kilometres /2818 miles by the fastest driving route...which would take 42 hours without traffic and without stopping, to eat, sleep or pee...let alone giving our son some time to run around and stretch his legs. We had considered driving, but I think it would have taken us about 10 days.
We have our standby tickets on Westjet and are aiming to leave on Monday next week as long as everything goes as planned. The moving truck comes on Sunday to pick up all our stuff, we will ship the car on Monday morning, put a few boxes and extra bags of clothes in on a cargo plane and hopefully get on a flight Monday evening. We will be flying to Toronto, spending a night or two with Franck's mom and step-dad, and then driving the rest of the way to Montreal.
We have the spent the last two months with my mum and dad, getting our fill of love from them and hoping they are filling up their tanks as well. Monday is going to be one of the hardest days in my life. I've never lived more than an hour away from my mum and dad, so being 3687 kilometres away is going to be extremely difficult. I've been avoiding thinking about how sad I am going to be, how painful it will be to say goodbye and how guilty I feel about moving their only grandchild so far away. I'm sure that day will bring a lot of tears, but at the same time I am very much looking forward to a new start, and giving our son some amazing opportunities.
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