Ugandan Trip Journal, April 28
Whew. Tired. Emotions. Feeling blessed. Feeling sad. Feeling the burdened for the hurting. Flights went well, overall. We flew first to DC, where I got sick on the bumpy landing. Then from DC to Brussels, and then Brussels to Rwanda, and Rwanda to Uganda. We met the other two traveling families in Brussels, and had almost a couple of hours getting to know each other before boarding the plane. It's been such a blessing traveling with these two other couples, and having others to relate to who are undergoing the same swells of emotion. We flew the last three segments of our trip sitting behind an American woman moving to Uganda with her work for an NGO. She's lived in many parts of the world before; talking with her and seeing her carefree, flexible attitude toward world cultures was encouraging and enjoyable. From Brussels to Rwanda (eight + hours in the air), Scott and I finally got some much-needed rest... the k...