What a day of travel

Home at last! I have finaly made it home and I am glad to be there. I am not sure though whether it is night or day. I see the day but my body says it is the night. Funny how those things work. Anyway our journey began on Monday morning we awoke and spent the day recapping and shopping. Our one day to tour without an agenda. We then had dinner and began packing for our ride home. At about 1:30 AM Tuesday September 8th we headed for the Erbil, Iraq airport. We boarded and flew to Amman Jordan. This flight left at 4:00 AM and arrived in Jordan at 5:30 AM. We then had a four hour thirty minute layover. During this time I noticed that I was not feeling well.

Let me just say that when our plane left from Amman to Chicago it was a thirteen hour thirty minute plane ride from I consider hell! I dry heaved so much that I may as well have been seated in the restroom rather than seat 14H. The plane was full and I was not having any fun. Yet finally we arrived in Chicago. Traveling with me were Terry Law, Joel, David and Rob. All these men work for World Compassion. They were sympathetic but each has had that same thing happen to them over the years. It is the part of missions trip that happen yet you believe for it not to.

We hung around in the Chicago terminal for about three hours including eating at Chilies. By this time I was feeling a little better and decided to eat some chicken noodle soup. Not a good idea! Oh well live and learn. I then made it home where Jaida was waiting for me at the Nashville airport.

The great thing is when you are not feeling well there is nothing like your own bed. Does not matter if you cannot sleep, it is your bed and it is where you can recover without the whole world, or at least a plane load of people, knowing you are sick. I am thankful to be home. It was good to see Kylee, Joel, Will and Jaida. As Dorothy on the Wizard of Oz said "there is no place like home"!