

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!
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