So we left Anacortes at 7am courtesy of our # 1 son. Jeri Darkus, Marlisse Appel, Sandy and I trucked our way down I-5 to Seatac. On board was 7 50# plastic tubs and 1 70# tub, full of kids clothes, shoes, and some tools. So we get to the departure track, stop and unload our stuff and a guy there starts doing a curbside checkin. We get to talking, and he gets really interested in what we are up to and says that he would like to do something like that in the spring...Heh heh....did we have a deal for him. Gave him some info and asked what we owed for the overweight tub (should be $150.00 more). "What overweight tub?" he says. "Ah, the 70 # one" I replied. "Must be mistaken" he says.....saved us mucho denaro for the Orphanage. Couple hours later, we are compacted into form fitting seats, that became our home for the next 9+hrs.
Amsterdam was the next thing we came in contact with and had a 3 hr layover before head south. Did you know that you have to buy internet time there....could be why you didn't hear from me then. Anyway, we just sat there salivating for the onboard meals that KLM would provide, and longing for sitting in seats designed for pygmies. Soon enough, we were airborn again.
Sitting next to us were a dentist and his wife from the Netherlands, going to Kenya to do some short term dental work on kids. The became really interested in where we were going and said he'd like to make himself available if it worked out in the future......heh, heh, heh....did we have a deal for him.
Got to Niarobi at some unknown time and day.....dark, anyway and were close to the last off the 747, and therefore last in line for immigration......on, you guessed it, 'African time'. 2 hrs later, we got to the desk and after being photographed and fingerprinted, got our visas. Went to baggaged to claim our tubs. Now I had been sweating bullets or something, because we had tools in the tubs that weren't exactly legal to import....Now, facing customs, I noticed that the seals had been broken......AAAHHHHEEEE Chihuahua!!! They asked where we were going, and basically said "Git otta heah". Praise the Lord!
Now we sit in the commuter waiting area to go to Eldoret. I haven't been able to check the tubs, but did see on one the scanners that tools were in one tub.....more to come from InStep Ministies Childrens Home....soon
I am fairly certain that if God can get MOM back to Kenya (in Africa), you to fly with her to an orphanage and provide financially for the whole trip, HE can protect the tools. And if they aren't there, you won't need them.
ReplyDeleteaiiii chihuahua. take a nap.
Pretty sweet your encounters with the baggage check guy and the dentists! God definitely has a plan and He's implementing it!
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