With one flight under my belt i now have the 13 hour flight to ethiopia which...by the sounds of the airport gate...will include a small screaming child. It's at a time like this I wish I was a baby whisperer! Really the only update I have is that we had a slight casualty on the plane: my iPod. Woops! My theory is that this was God's way of telling me to cut the distractions and be present....with this very upset baby apparently. Looks like the Big Man Upstairs felt like playing a funny joke on me today... But in all seriousness, I have a feeling this is only the beginning of my realization about how much excess I live with. So you're welcome to the lucky person who gains a new iPod today and, for now, I'll enjoy the airport tunes.
On one last note, there is an elderly man watching some Ne-Yo music videos to pass the time...what are the chances he will share?
See you (semi) soon Africa!
