Packing again

Someone told me recently that the missionary’s idea of heaven is no baggage.  Wow can we agree.  Travel we don’t mind so much, but the hauling around of belongings and worry over whether it will be accepted by the airline as well as wondering if it will arrive intact really wears you down.  When Toby and I left Mozambique, we had three more flights to get to Kenya.  From there, I had two more flights to get down to South Africa where Kevin and Ben had arrived two days later after two of their own flights to Johannesburg.  When we left the USA, we had a flight to Philly, then a flight to Qatar, then a flight to Nairobi, then a flight to Nampula (with a stop on the way where all the bags were taken off the plane and checked, then reloaded).

Every one of our bags arrived at every destination unbroken, unstolen, unrejected.  For those of you who haven’t traveled overseas to Africa before, you know that this is nigh on impossible.  🙂  We are so thankful!  Next week, we’ll fly to Namibia (after Kevin does another trip to Kenya this weekend) and hope that once again everything will arrive.  After that, we are relieved that our big suitcases will be put into storage for awhile.  There will be some small trips, but the wrestling of those big bags will be over for awhile.  What a relief.  – C