Compromising is Key

I love traveling with my husband. However, it is not without it’s challenges. 
People forget that we were very independent travelers before we met. I lived in London and New Zealand. Amauri lived in South Korea and China. Combined we’ve been to over 60 countries. We have our individual ways of doing things and ideas as to how successful travel is done. 
  • I like to figure things out on my own (a nice way of saying “stubborn”), Amauri likes to ask questions.
  • I like to toss things in my suitcase haphazardly, Amauri likes to re-pack 13 times to make sure its perfect. 
  • I like to play dumb to see if I can get away with things, Amauri likes to follow the rules. 
  • I like to email and research online, Amauri likes to call and speak to someone. 
  • I like to make peanut butter sandwiches for dinner, Amauri likes to cook grown up dinners. 
  • I like to obsessively organize, Amauri likes to make fun of said organization. 
It’s not like we haven’t traveled before this trip. Our first date was in South Korea in 2009, taking a leap of faith after a developed connection solely through Skype. 
But this is different.

This is planned long term travel. Our home is currently the road. 
Right now we are currently in Prague and I am enrolled in a 4 week intensive TEFL program where I spend hours at school learning grammar (and feeling like an idiot) and being critiqued on my ability to teach Czech students. I then come home and spend hours in front of my computer creating lesson plans. Unfortunately,  I only have about one entire day a week to spend with him. Fortunately for me, Amauri really knows how to take care of someone. 

I have been tired, cranky, stressed, hungry, and I’ve had about a million “what the hell am I doing?” moments. Amauri is always there to remind me why we are doing this, offer a hot dinner, and give me a spoonful of Nutella to make it all go away. (Beat that, husbands everywhere!)
We have to find our groove so that we don’t want to strangle each other through our stint of long term travel. I know my strengths and he knows his. I do all the research and background work and he is the “face” of this family. He smiles and people instantly want to bend the rules and help him out. (Unless we’re at immigration. There, I do the talking.) We are comfortable in our roles. 
In Orlando, we wanted to spend every moment together. With our busy lives of conflicting work schedules and random social engagements, this didn’t pan out. Living on the other side of the world with only a few friends, this means we literally get to spend every minute together. 
We’ve learned that its OK to take a break. I go in the other room to read a book, Amauri goes outside to explore. I stay in and do homework like a loser, Amauri goes to the pub to watch sports with his friends. (I’m not a bitter Betty at all!)
Moving to another country is a great experience for anyone that wants to test their relationship. Luckily for us, we’ve only grown closer and stronger as a couple. We generally get really annoyed with each other for only around 15 minutes. Amauri laughs at my inability to keep a straight face when angry and I can only stand 5 minutes of him ignoring me. 
I’m not saying were perfect, but I believe a key to success is finding a balance. Nothing worthwhile comes without work. We allow each other to use our strengths so that we are a successfully functioning whole. 

(Until we run out of Nutella.)

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