Hi Jemain, I have been Loosy - Goosy following your stories in my drive thrus here & there.. still covered up with mucho el crappo on home front
I know you are looking forward to home, w/ wedding, dad, FOOD!, LD & JT, transportation etc.
You still have use of friend’s car?
MAYBE this will be the year I get to see you along the way..
I am glad there seems to be more openess about letting things out about your locale & work.. I “think” that is a good sign.
But, we're not on the ground yet. Our group has a saying that "God is never late concerning His promises, but very rarely early!" I have found that to be in the most part true. Has something to do with stretching our faith, I think.
I'm in transit, sitting in the lobby of the Transit Hotel in the Jakarta Airport. I'll attend to vehicle procurement when I get stateside.
FWIW, yesterday's flight in coach just had my ruptured disk screaming. The pitch gets shallower and I feel bad about leaning my seat back. The seats are hard, too so there is no give at all. Yuck! I took a few pain pills along the way. We may have to upgrade just to keep me out of the hospital.
Y'all may get a smile out of this little travel vignet. I always check my flights to make sure the life preserver is stored below the seat. Most of my travel miles involve being over the oceans so this is a normal procedure. A couple of years ago, however, I was traveling from Detroit to Atlanta. But when I reached under my seat to check for the life preserver, it wasn't there! I was horrified and a bit scared. What would happen if we had to ditch? Could I be positive I was concious enough to swim? Where was that life jacket?
I was reaching for the stewardess call button when I realized it. We weren't traveling over an ocean. Tee hee!