The Jet Stole Home!

To start with, I should mention that this title was really only chosen because:

a) I can't believe I didn't reference Sandlot in a title until now, and
b) It at least has the word home in it.

This is my 2+ week delayed reaction to let any readers roaming the world out there know that I made it home safe and sound! The travels back were pretty uneventful (we won't talk about the experience of having bed bugs while on an 8 hour bus ride...).

I made it to Iringa to visit seminary graduate Br. Benja, and it was great. They were very welcoming, and I even got to go to the orphanage and hold his 5 month old baby niece! It was incredible.

After Iringa, I headed to Dar, but never made it to the beach. Instead I got my tan by wandering the streets of the city (literally), in search of the textbook store and a few last minute gifts. Overall, it was one last successful adventure.

All flights went off without a hitch, and I met some nice people. I did, however, wake up with only one sandal on on the way from Ethiopia to Germany, and proceeded to not find it for an hour. While getting off the plane, mentally prepared to go the rest of the way home with one shoe, I found it in front of the seat in front of me. Apparently I took it off in my sleep and must have kicked it into the aisle, where it was apparently kicked into the foot space of the woman in front of me (who apparently didn't think this extra sandal taking her already sparse leg room was odd).

My only delay was from Chicago to Minneapolis- there was nothing wrong with the plane; they just couldn't find the last flight attendant... Really? That's what's delaying my long-awaited arrival home? Awesome.


Being home has been wonderful beyond words, as I've relaxed and caught up with family and friends. I even got to go to Notre Dame this past week for an ACE retreat, and it was great.

Also, two important notes:

*I would like to hereby recognize Corey Friend's stellar performance in the blog title contest. He correctly predicted my 7 month title and identified what it referenced after I didn't notice his correct answer (shows how much I read my own blog). Congrats, Corey! I hope that foam marathon visor keeps the sun out of your eyes and the style on you head!

*I would like to apologize for anyone who actually read those long blogs that had no spacing- I promise they were beautifully spaced in my Word Docs, and I didn't notice that the spacing disappeared when I pasted...Yikes!

Well, I guess this officially ends the blog (you thought it already had, didn't you?). Maybe I'll start up another for my funky adventures at Notre Dame and in Mobile...If I do, I'll keep it shorter and more properly spaced!