At times it seemed like forever. But when it came to getting everything ready, it seemed like there would never be enough time. We finally had everything together and packed and ready to go.
Our dear friends the Mohlers not only put us up in their home, but they also took us to the airport. We had so much stuff that it was definitely good to have extra hands in the airport (just as a helpful hint, if you are heading for the airport with lots of stuff and family members or friends want to come in with you, they can request a pass to come in through security).I was dreading the flight. Really. But besides not sleeping much at all, we made it. Columbus to Washington DC. DC to Dakar, Senegal (we switched crews but not planes there). Dakar to Johannesburg, South Africa. We had to switch planes there, and it was kind of a mess. If we hadn't found two helpful airport guardian angels, I doubt we would have reached our plane before flying. But as it was, we made it. The only difficulty was that our stroller, for which I had run and walked 4+ miles in New York City, was broken. The front wheels were broken off. So we pushed Matthew in it, wheelie-style, through the airport.
Arrival in Lusaka, getting greeted and picked up, finding our place where we are staying until we get into our house... all a blur. But we have arrived, as has that whole vanload of stuff!
