Forewarning: there are a TON of details and my brain is still a little muzzy from my travel fiascos and jet-lag. And its been disorienting being in England. And the internet is unbelievably slow and it isn't liking me uploading pictures.
Leaving the Dallas airport took way longer than it should have. There was a 4 hour delay to Newark due to air traffic control and the delay overlapped the scheduled time for the Newark to Birmingham flight. At the time, it was looking like I was going to have to stay a night in Newark and take the next flight to Dublin - which didn't leave till' 7:00 pm on Saturday.
By the grace of god my flight ended up leaving for Newark at about 2. It put me in New Jersey at 6:40 pm. Here's the fun part; my second flight to Birmingham was supposed to take off @ 6:50. I sprinted across the airport - knowing that if I didn't make it, I would have to stay in Newark, and wouldn't even directly get to Birmingham until Sunday. I had to find a bus to take to the other terminal, and I barely made one leaving right as I ran up. When I got to the proper gate, there wasn't a plane in the loading area. I started to walk towards the exit; I was hoping to find an United representative to get a hotel sorted out. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw another 'Birmingham, UK' sign. I walked up to the gate, and asked if the plane was still boarding...it was. The lady checked my ticket and told me to run. I made it on the plane with 5 minutes to spare.
Annnnndddd then the Birmingham flight didn't end up leaving for another 4 hours because of aircraft maintenance.
When I finally arrived in Birmingham (frazzled, sleep deprived, and quite hungry) I had to make my way to the train station. I was supposed to take a train to the New Street Station. Sadly, thanks to the confusion between my ride to OM headquarters, myself, and the United flight schedule, I didn't have a ride waiting for me. My paperwork said that in the event I arrived at the meeting point before my ride, i was to wait until someone came. Well I did, and I waited for 3 hours. I ended up calling Kees-Jan (the man picking me up) on a pay phone, and he said he'd be there in about 45 more minutes. Gotta love miscommunications, plane malfunctions, and bad weather.
Well the past few days has been crazy - between getting settled, having nonstop training classes, and adjusting to the time change, I haven't really had the time to sit down, breathe, and blog.
MOM: I made your famous hot chocolate for the people here on base, and it didn't make it five minutes. I'm planning on making it again soon, because there wasn't enough to really go around. *which as an add in, I DID make it again...and I doubled the recipe and it lasted 10 minutes instead of 5* The hot chocolate was a huge success, and it felt nice being able to bring a little bit of home here ~
|I used my mom's blog for this recipe... :)|
|Thomas Jefferson walked in this park|
We had a training day where we learned how to face paint and make balloon art - it was for if and when we are ever in a children's ministry or VBS team and need something entertaining to do. This is the group I was with - the sad thing is that most of these people have left base to do ministry elsewhere all around england...I already miss them!
|This is the GA team as well as the IPs (I'm an IP)|
|From the Left: Manuela, Elizabeth, YinLung, Davia|
Here is a picture of the dorm I'm staying in - only you can't see my bed~
|You can't see it, but my bed is on the left, out of the frame!|
Here is a picture of the steepled church not even 5 minutes from where I live (I can see it from my window):
|This Church is on my list of churches to attend...|