Home is Wherever I'm with You

 Our next adventure was a stinky one.  We went to see how the real Parmeggiano Reggiano cheese is made.  There is only one REAL parmeggiano reggiano cheese and it must be made in the city of Parma to not be a knock off.   We went to this small little farm nice and early in the morning to make sure we didn't miss out on the process.  While we were there we saw how they heat the milk and whey to the perfect temperature.  The cheese is slowly heated and becomes stringy and ready to pull out.  It's a very specific and hands on process.  It becomes so heavy they have to use a mini crane to lift it.  The cheese is then cooled and formed into the block shape.  This is where we lost Lilly. Not literally, but she was done with the tour at this point.  It is so stinky in the cooling room, that she and I quickly ran out as she began dry heaving. Only a little embarrassing.   The cheese is then cooled and will age any where from ...

 ​  Life as an expat has a funny sort of feeling.  Knowing that you'll be moving back to the next place or for us back home in X amount of time, really makes it hard to go all in.  We're constantly talking about the next time we will go HOME, the next visitors we will have from HOME, our family and friends from HOME, the things we miss about HOME.  While all the while this is our home, or at least home for now.   Something I think would different if the move was a permanent one. You invest more and in a different way.  Thankfully we have met great people that we're lucky enough to call friends, and we're hoping they will be here as long as we are.  So we're not investing time and putting our hearts out there just to have them leave quickly. I know the kids feel it too.  They're enjoying their time and the friends they have made here, while all the while longing to go home and see their friends back home.  The grass is always greener...