The Internet in Yetebon was as slow as dial-up. (Some of you may have to explain that concept to the younger generations.) The pictures would take a very long time to upload and would use precious minutes, so there were many more throughout our time there that I wanted to send. I have attached several.
We ate dinner at a great, authentic Italian restaurant in Addis prior to our flight home Friday evening. We were suprised to see Marta, Deme and Lali come walking in to the restaurant! It was wonderful to be able to spend some time with them over some amazing food.
Due to a late start on dinner, we rolled in to the airport in Addis late and most of us could not wait for the driver with the coffee stuck in traffic, but we had no major flight connection issues on this leg of the journey. I am suspicious of Dr. Brian–I wonder if he was a good luck charm for us. He came to Ethiopia with Team 1 who had no travel issues and traveled back with us, and then we had no travel issues…we didn’t even have to rub his head!
I do apologize for the late wrap-up, but jet lag and a little sickness took hold of me over the past few days. I am doing better, have a day off of work and am eager to get some of these pictures on the blog for you to get a few more glimpses into our days in Yetebon.
When returning from a trip everyone asks “How was it? Tell me a good story.” But, it is hard to put into a word picture the feelings that we have not yet, nor may ever be able to put into words. The feeling of looking into the face of an eager child showing you how well they can scrub their feet before getting a new pair of Tom’s shoes. The feeling of meeting new friends, cultivating relationships with old friends and having to say goodbye to all of those friends. The feeling after speaking to a patient’s husband in the hallway on our last evening and hearing the gratefulness in his voice and accepting his sincere thanks for caring for his wife and spending a little extra time with them after surgery when they had questions. The feeling of leaving Project Mercy and the heart ache of hope to return again.
Never is a mission trip perfect, we are all stretched and challenged out of our comfort zones, whether those are in culture, work duties, language or leadership. But, the feelings, the memories of sweet, joyful souls we have come to know by name are the hardest to convey to others, but they are what compel us forward to do better, to adapt, to change…and to return.
We still have Tina, Ellen and Iyad to come back. They have been sweating it out in the Dankil Depression, the hottest place on Earth. When they return, I hope they can post some pictures and an account of their time. They are the most adventurous people I have ever met, so I am sure they will have some great stories to tell!
That is all for now. Thank you to all who have followed along in our journey to Yetebon and back again. We have appreciated your prayers, thoughts and comments. And, if you were praying for rain…boy, did it rain! What a blessing!