The next couple entries will be about our move to Houston, decorating the apartment and the finished product {finally}. This exact one will be about the drive down and move-in process weekend.
We set out early New Years Eve morning, 5am to be exact, for the long haul down to Houston. We had our 26 foot U-Haul and our two highlanders packed with all our belongings, 2 sets of parents, a dog and a cat. Kyle drove the 26-footer the whole time. Layne switched Highlander's half way through because the cat's meow was finally getting to her. The dance parties during the drive made it a little easier. Finally, we got to Houston about 3 pm. Made pretty decent time with that huge U-Haul.
The day before we left, we had a 'goodbye lunch' with Layne's family. Missed a couple of important family members, but most were there.
Drive down: One highlander was packed with the two pet carriers, paintings and some suitcases. Zoe didn't particularly like the idea of being stuck in a kennel for 9 hours right next to Charlie's kennel, crowded by things, not being able to see out a window and generally being unable to be a lazy cat for 9 hours straight. We obviously had to drug her. She was the happiest cat when we got to our place and let her roam around the laundry room. Even though it was only the laundry room, it was much better than a kennel.
Almost there.
Zoe confused.
Made it to Houston.
Almost there. Moving in: At first it seemed as if it wasn't going to be a bad move. But then we realized a couple crucial facts: fourth floor, pretty much the farthest apartment from the elevator, huge pieces of furniture, one dolly, humid, hot, almost started raining on us and again a 26-foot U-Haul packed with boxes.
Zoe loved the boxes. or just the fact that she wasn't cooped up anymore.
Next day we decided to take Char to the dog park. Test out the new Houston waters for her. She loved it, to say the least.
The rest of the weekend was spent eating, drinking and hanging out around Houston trying to figure out our new home and lifestyle. So far we really like it. We live near an English pub that is amazing. It's the Arsenal fan based pub to go to for EPL games in Houston {or really any soccer game}. We literally feel like we are back in a London pub. A couple weeks ago when Arsenal played Man U {yes, bummer we lost} it was so packed that it was standing room only. Pretty much full capacity. Fan songs, beer glasses clinking and lots of banter. And it was only 10 am.
Cheers to exploring a new city!
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