Until we move into our new home, we are staying in a temporary AirBNB place. It’s about a 50 minute trip with one bus and a tram to Charlie’s school. It’s very pleasant but it’s a bit of a hike. The tram is filled with kids going to school and people going to work. Until today, I have been accompanying Charlie on his commute. Last night, he decided he was comfortable going on his own. Great! But was I ready?
He’s only 11. I would never let him take the bus in LA for so far, maybe not even at all. Add the fact that he doesn’t speak the language.
On the other hand, kids as young as six walk and commute by themselves here. There are cameras in the bus and there are no “scary” looking people but we all know that mass murderers and pedophiles rarely look scary.
And so, earlier than I thought, Charlie takes a major leap towards independence in a new country. It’s a big step for both of us.