I got up at 3:45 am, unfortunately, I went to bed after 1. I took a long hot shower, knowing it might be one of my last for the next 2 months. After getting bags in the car, I was off and running. A quick stop at Walmart to grab the last minute things I still needed (A new external hard drive, mints, bug spray, jump drive, and a notebook) then it was straight to the IF airport. Checking into a small airport is the best... no lines. My parents gave me lasting words of advice, snapped a picture, and gave big hugs. Then I took a deep breath, navigated through security, gave a final wave, and up the escalator to the gates I went. After a short 40 min flight I find myself in Salt lake. I will board my next flight to Detroit, then it's Amsterdam, Sudan, and finally Ethiopia. It's a good thing I love airports. They are exciting. There is so much movement. There is anticipation. There is exhaustion, lots and lots of exhaustion. And most importantly, there is a diverse group of people. I can't help but wonder where people are from, where and why they are going. I'm sure my speculations are way off from the truth. I wonder if anyone would guess I'm from a small town in Idaho heading to Ethiopia alone all because I fell in love with the people there. I kind of doubt it. I can't wait to start this grand adventure in Ethiopia again. I can only imagine what is in store for me this time around. In the meantime, I'm going to go find some breakfast...
Hope your Monday is as great as mine!
.... 30 something hours later I arrived in Ethiopia
Bag-less and happy.