Home. I don’t know the SiSwati word for it, ok?
I couldn’t stay away, this blog stuff is like what television has led me to believe about drugs.
No, Lisa just wanted me to let you all know we’re fine.
Freaked-out. Insecure. Neurotic. Emotional. Right, Mark Whalberg?
Anyway, the trip back was a little longer than we were expecting. Long story short, our first attempt at leaving the tarmac in Jo’berg turned into a six hour tour around the property and a free stay at a local hotel.
The broken A/C and broken spirits were worth it for that continental breakfast. Yowza.
We then had to return in the morning, rebook our Jo’berg-Dubai and Dubai-Los Angeles flights, but we made it. Safe and Sound. Seriously, thank you so much for your prayers. What a tangible proof of God’s provision, right?
