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The Travels and Adventures of the High Family
Several people have asked if I plan to blog about our time in Luanda, Angola. I always say yes. I’m not sure there are many people who will read these blog posts, but I love having our RV adventure documented so it seems natural I would document this new adventure. The problem? I can’t seem to start writing about our move to Luanda at all. I realized I am figuratively holding my breath until we land in Angola and I’m scared to do anything that will jinx it. Logically, I know that starting to blog about this move won’t keep it from happening, but I also posted rather lavishly on social media that we were moving in April of 2020. If I’ve learned anything it’s to not make big declarative statements in public spaces. Also, being completely transparent, I am tired of talking about this part of our move. For the better part of two years we have answered questions as to whether or not this move would happen and when we would leave. I know people are genuinely curious, but having to answer the same question over and over again – especially when you do not know the answer – is exhausting. I know I sound a little bratty. I am. Being tired makes one bratty. I understand toddlers much better now.
I’ll spare you all the details of all the back and forth we have endured since March 2020, but the current plan is for our sea shipment to be packed on January 4, for us to get our COVID test on January 7, and then fly out the afternoon of January 8. Our biggest question right now – will we be on that flight? Since Omicron is taking everyone down, we have been isolating since Christmas. We canceled playdates, parties, dinners, and lunches in hopes to test negative. Assuming we dodge the omicron bullet, there also has to be enough staff for the ten-hour flight to Frankfurt and then for the eight-hour flight to Luanda. So many things need to fall into place for us to land the morning of January 10.
We are taking this one step at a time so I haven’t really given much thought to what happens after we land. I know we will be transported to our house and that we will have to quarantine there for a period of time. We have heard we will have to quarantine for 3 days, 14 days, 10 days or 6 days. I’m still not sure what the length will be. It seems to change daily depending on who you are talking to. But all of this hinges on the fact that we actually get on the plane.
I’m weary. I think the whole world is. Living in a state of limbo is hard and systems and processes we took for granted have been disrupted. Plans have changed multiple times. Something as simple as getting on a flight is now causing a lot of angst. So yeah, I’m weary. When people ask me if I’m excited for adventure, the answer is obviously yes, but I think we will have to be on the ground in Luanda before I will let myself be truly excited. Until then, I’m going to keep holding my breath.
Life On The High Way 
Hang in there Sarah! Life is definitely making us all weary- and you’ve got a LOT more going on than most in your current situation. It’s okay to feel all the feels. And it is exhausting to never know what’s going to happen or not (especially if you happen to be a bit of a planner). Wishing you the VERY best on this journey.
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