Today, I moved to Seattle.
I didn't get much sleep because I was packing late into the night. I made ALL the material possessions I have fit into two checked luggage pieces and two carry-on bags. It's while I was packing that it truly hit me that I was starting a new life in a new country, a new city, a new social and professional environment... I got anxious thinking about it all.
Sylvia took me to the airport. When I went to check my luggage, I was told that even if I paid an extra they were above the maximum weight limit allowed. I had to remove some items from my bags. I was very thankful that Sylvia was there and could bring the stuff back with her. She'll fly over to Seattle in a few days for a job interview, so she'll be able to carry my excess items with her.
Then, I flew over to Vancouver where I would catch my connecting flight to Seattle. Before going through the US customs (which are located in the Vancouver airport), you have to retrieve all your checked luggage. I waited almost two hours for my bags. Only one showed up. Essentially, this means half of ALL my material possessions are gone. This does nothing to alleviate the anxiety. Hopefully, the airline will find my luggage and all will be OK.
