Road to Peace's Placement

 At last there is time enough to write a bit.  And overall it is positive news.  We got into SC at Peters on June 7, and were quickly on the road to get Peace in FL.  I was sick most of the trip and time in FL but it was not to the extent that we could not pack up her belongings and head north after 4 days. (After a fun lunch with Shelly Rabe, student from Dakar Academy.)  Rick did a masterful job of fitting into the back of our Dodge Caravan a small coffin size cedar chest, my mom's huge rocking chair and innumerable boxes of Peace's life, besides the 3 of us. We spent 2 days in SC for Peace to see her nieces and nephew, and 2 days in PA to see Purity.  Then we drove the 3 hours over to Pittsburg to connect with friends from Senegal days, Jay Sappington, who had cared for our RV for the winter.  This portion was arranged by a friend from Zambia days, Jean Snyder, so we could get our Caravan and RV PA inspected.  What fun visiting with these friends. Paul flew down from MA to d

Road to Peace's Placement

 48 hours from the time we left our apartment in Papua, until we arrivedat Peter's house in SC.  I've certainly had worse trips, but this trip was marked by the hordes of people.  Our flight arrived in Japan at the time that our next flight to Houston opened for boarding!  This diminuative Japanese lady pushed my wheelchair past every obstacle and to the head of every line and made it through customs, security check, and reticketing/negative covid check in half an hour.  Not to mention covering a great deal of ground.  Rick was pushing to get through so hard that he did not bother putting on his belt after security and carried it in his hand.  As we sat down on the plane he realized he did not have it!  (I was wondering what new adventures a beltless Rick might pose.)  Right before we departed, one of the airline hostesses walked the aisles with his belt asking if it were anyone's??  So we were spared wardrobe malfunctions.   In Houston we had 3 hours, but I have never seen

Farewell to Indonesia 2

 Well here we go.  At 9 this morning we leave our apartment for the last time to get our covid test.   We then board our 6 hour flight to Jakarta, overnight in the airport hotel (Can you imagine an airport hotel for $40 per night?....and much better than the baggage claim area where we usually spend our 11 hour layovers),  7 hour flight to Japan,  12 hour flight to Houston,  3 hour fight to SC.  Because of the International Date Line we arrive at Peter's house just 9 hours after we left Jakarta.  Can you imagine?  Our layovers after Jakarta are mercifully very short (pray we make connections).   And God just goes above and beyond with those small little perks.  For instance, a week ago we got an email from the local air carrier asking if we wanted to "bid" on an upgrade to business class.  I had never heard of such a thing, but after checking with our Indo friend online, he said it was not a scam.  So we scored an upgrade for $30 each for the first 6 hour leg of our trip!