We felt very much like this not that long ago. Lost Lost in translation Lost in big big Moscow Lost in logistic challenges Missing our routines in Prague Dreaming about normal "Svensson" life Feeling that after this we will never ever move again But as a friend pointed out, we are never lost lost as long as we have each other And yes we are strong and good together Maybe even stronger after these rather rough moving period Moscow is becoming home little by little We are finding our routines and people to hang with Starting to enjoy this big adventure living in this huge city in a country that I never thought I would even visit never mind live in