10 years ago we finally had our visas and were on the TGV headed to Paris. It was a little daunting – we had moved to Zurich 10+ months earlier. We had spent a lot of energy learning German (cough) and figuring things out. And then we were moving from small, safe, mellow Zurich to big, difficult, dirty (coming from Zurich everything is dirty), Paris.
I remember being at the train station and getting a final cervelat (Swiss sausage found really nowhere else). Susan – “I am so done with sausage”. It was intimidating moving the family but we had a great job (thanks Microsoft!) and kids were heading to a great school (thanks International School of Paris!).