And so I boarded America’s oldest, crappiest and most obsolete public commuter train one last time on Friday afternoon and headed to Diane’s office retirement party. As if to mock me, both the BART train and San Francisco MUNI subway car lines both arrived on time and delivered me to Diane’s now former employer right on time. Complete with a pot luck buffet and a map that pointed to Malaysia (albeit in the wrong city), Diane’s entire staff at the Living Donor Transplant Unit gathered in a conference room overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge and gave her an awesome going away event.
Ironically, one of the doctors Diane worked with went to medical school in Malaysia and promises he’ll visit the next time he makes his way to Hong Kong, his native homeland. Proceeding to tell us a story about some friends in Kota Kinabalu that served him an odd tasting lizard soup compliments of a reptile that lived in the river down the street, he gave a small speech praising our plans and wishing us well. Quickly devouring the food and six bottles of wine, time flew by and soon it was just us, Diane’s assistant and her vanpool mates left. Taking a final stroll to Diane’s now empty office, we collected some presents, exchanged good byes and caught a ride for one last commute. Again as if to mock me, we somehow made the 28 mile journey from San Francisco to Walnut Creek in about an hour, about half the normal commute time.
Wrapping things up, it’s time to pack away the computer, printer and other electronics that will eventually make the ocean voyage and join us somewhere down the line. Entering the last weekend of our “rent-back” period, the adventure seems ready to begin on mostly positive notes with the possible exception of the air conditioner situation I discussed in the last post.
Saying goodbye to the room that’s been the creative aspect of House Husband Life since I began the blog last fall, I think we’re both a bit emotional but ready to explore and move on to the next chapter of life. Please follow us into Canada for a while and then tune in for all the craziness, misadventures and other seemingly bizarre things that we might encounter as Experimental Expats taking a chance on early retirement in a place we’ve never even visited.
Cheers to the working life !!