We arrive in Orlando and I am momentarily confused about what line to get into-visitor or resident? I'm not visiting but I certainly don't live here yet. Sean guides me toward the resident line. We flash our passports and the guy says welcome home. There is no use in correcting him. This doesn't feel like home. Our home is still in Italy.
Thankfully Darin from our new team is there to pick us up. I am so grateful that we have the Lake Hart Stint team to help us settle in to the housing they have set up for us. I can't imagine having to land on this strange planet and figure everything out alone. We walk across the street and eat Sushi for our first meal which is Shae's favorite non Italian cuisine and then fall exhausted into bed.