In October of that same year we landed in Heathrow and journeyed to Bristol where we started a new life, which sadly didn't pan out due to what we realized would be a long battle with current British immigration for my American husband.
With what was left of our dwindled savings we decided to head to another E.U. country under the advice of an immigration lawyer. Of course, if you want to encourage yourself to keep pursuing a cycle centric life there is one country in Europe that stands above the others, so we headed for the Netherlands, in the hope of finding a new life, community and place to call our own. Sadly we had to sell our bikes to raise the travel expenses we needed, the irony of selling them to move to Amsterdam seemed cruel at the time but we have since replaced them with a couple of sturdy Dutch built bikes.
It has been a rough few months, we're still looking for answers and we're not completely sure where home is, but we keep calling this an "adventure" because it makes it sound like fun, which most of the time it is.
I have no idea where this journey will end, but I'd love it if you would join me.