Moving out of our old apartment was bittersweet. We loved where we lived. We had some great parties, meetings, and conversations there. I fell in love with Gabo in that apartment and learned so much more about the Mexican culture and about Jesus and my relationship with him. I lived there 3 years. 2 with Angie and 1 with Gabo.
This is what our living room looked like the Sunday before we left. We had way more stuff than we thought!
The process to leave with the owner and his beloved secretary (hint: sarcasm) was a little bit unnerving. But overall, the process was pretty seemless giving that we live in one of the largest cities in the world.
Here are some pics of the new apartment.
|The cute little dining room.|
|The cross collection right above the new and improved buffet.|
|The Kitchen...the plus this time is that it's open and I am not cooking in a closet!|
|The office. This is still a work in progress.|
|The living room and the front door.|