Tuesday, July 13, 2010

            When we finally landed in Washington, DC, we had to go through customs. At different stations, we got questioned as to what we were doing in Zambia and what IMPACT stood for. Witnessing opportunities!! We made it through here and checked our luggage into our next flight, and looked for a payphone to let our parents know we were still alive. My aunt questioned why I was so late in contacting her. I had to remind her that going through customs takes time. We got a little snack to eat before going to our next terminal. When Michelle was eating her fruit, she said, “Mmm, cantaloupe! Mmm, strawberry! Mmm, watermelon! Mmm, grape!” We only had a few bananas and oranges on the trip. So when our first plane meal had carrots, cucumbers, lettuce, and tomatoes, we were both excited!

Rome to Washington, D.C.

 The symbol for the airline

Written on the sleeve of our shirts

We had the boxcar to ourselves

 

            Again, I slept the whole flight from DC to Detroit. Fell asleep before we took off, woke up when we landed. The only thing I remember about the Detroit airport is the sign that says, “Once you pass this point, you cannot reenter.” We were a little hesitant about passing it. Due to a miscommunication about our pickup from the airport, Michelle and I had to take a taxi. My first time. It wasn’t bad, actually.

We made it back to her place at 3:30pm. Then began our attempt to adapt back into American civilization. First things first: take a half hour, warm shower and scrub off all that dirt! It was everything after that that took some getting used to. But a couple weeks later, we were unhappily readjusted back into our normal, busy routines, trying to keep that mission-minded focus that we’d had on the trip.

Together, we survived the experience of the life time!