Hello again! It’s been a while, but I’m back. Those of you who have been following the blog since this time last year, know that I blogged the mission trip to Uganda. This year, instead of random updates and advanced schedules of what we’re doing, I’ve been instructed to journal the stories of the trip. Significant events and out of the ordinary circumstances are most of what you’ll be seeing from me over the course of these next few weeks. It stands to follow that I will not post daily and the length of my post may fluctuate rather drastically. This being said, welcome to Uganda Missions 2014!
The first instance of unusual happenings happened before we were even at the airport. We Allens stopped in Alabama at Sardis Baptist Church, there to leave the bus for the duration of the trip. A lot of final packing, tagging, and weighing ensued upon arrival, and, lasted well more than a day and a half. On the afternoon of the 21st we were supposed to be joined by Robert and Debbie Yarber. Then we would, as a group head for the airport in Atlanta to join or be joined by the rest of the team. They were on time –or close enough to on time that it made very little difference– and we proceeded to load there luggage into the trailer that was to transport it. As we all piled into the church bus, Mother made a comment about where she should store the passports and the Yarbers realized, they had left theirs at home in Tupelo, MS, some 3 hours away. This was a problem. The plane took off at 9:30, and Atlanta was still 2 ½ hours away from where we were in Alabama. In short, Dr. Yarber drove back to Tupelo as the rest of us headed for the airport. He was met halfway and then backtracked to join us at the Maynard Holbrook Jackson Jr. International Airport in Atlanta, GA.
Thus concludes the first conundrum of Uganda Missions 2014.
Until next time, Jared Allen, signing off.