We packed up our stuff and got ready to go. The girls and I went to Starbucks got some coffee and breaky. We found that one of the girls had to return to Forever 21--so a little band of us headed off to Times Square to do some last minute stuff.
Seabastian, Isaac, Jill, Kirsten, Baylie, Kim and I headed off and did some shopping, M and Ms store, Hershey's, Forever 21. We got our picture taken on one of the big screens...it was a fun morning.
We were supposed to meet up with the team at 1. I started the team back to NYSUM, but they were literally dragging their feet.
We got on the subway at 1.
Our subway train started honking. Lots. Then Police showed up. Then there was an announcement. Due to a Police investigation, your train will be held up momentarily. Then, we heard shouting. A second announcement was made, and Issac, Sebastian and Jill had to put their heads out the car to see what was going on.
A few minutes later, after Kim and I had discussed the possibility of an alternate route, we headed out to Queens.
We arrived at 1.30 pm, the vans loaded and we headed out on the scariest missions trip ride I have ever had.
And I have done 80 km/h standing in the back of a truck in Guatemala.
We were in 4 near misses. The last one being rear-ended by a semi. I just looked back to see the grille of the semi in our back window.
We got to Newark, New Jersey, car sick and scared to death.
We checked in and had an uneventful flight home. We landed in Seattle and drove to Port Angeles, arriving at 5.00 am EST. Exhausted.
I slept fitfully and had the best sleep just prior to the alarm going off.
We boarded the ferry at 8.30, arriving home in Victoria at 10.00--we jumped on Max's bed as soon as we got home.
Home is good. I can't wait for another trip away, but in other ways, I can't see going back. It will have to be as God directs.
I am now back at work, I have taken a line that will keep me busy until the middle of February. I am contented to be here, plugging away--until God tells me otherwise.
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