Our Flight In

WE HAD A 3 HOUR FLIGHT TO BOGOTA, COLOMBIA...IT WAS A LONG FLIGHT WITH THE BOYS. IT WAS VERY EVIDENT HOW TIRED WE ALL WERE BY THEN, ESPECIALLY OUR BOYS. JOSIAH LOST IT THE LAST HOUR. JAVIER DIDN´T WANT TO EAT. THE PLANE WAS HOT, IT WAS NOT COMFORTABLE AT ALL. ONCE WE GOT TO BOGOTA...THINGS WERE GREAT. AS SOON AS WE GOT OFF THE PLANE EVERYONE WAS EXTREMEMLY WELCOMING AND HELPFUL. IMMIGRATION WENT QUICKLY, IT WAS A BREEZE. MY PARENTS WERE SHOCKED ON HOW FAST WE GOT THROUGH THERE. JOSIAH FELL ASLEEP FOR ABOUT 45 MINUTES, AND WOKE UP CHEERFUL AND VERY MUCH LIKE HIMSELF. JAVIER WAS THRILLED WE GOT TO RIDE ON A BUS TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE AIRPORT AND GET ON OUR LAST FLIGHT. OUR FLIGHT INTO CALI WAS ONLY AN HOUR AND THE TIME FLEW BY. WE EVEN GOT AN EXTRA CHAIR. SO ANDREW, JAVIER AND JOSIAH WERE ON ONE SIDE AND I WAS ON THE OTHER. I EVEN GOT TO DRINK A HOT CUP OF COFFEE--CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT, BECKY¿ JOSIAH WAS ON MY LAP AT ONE POINT AND KEPT ON SAYING, MAMA VEN, WHICH MEANS COME IN SPANISH. HE WOULD WRAP HIS LITTLE HAND AROUND MY NECK AND TUG A LITTLE---SO CUTE. HE WANTED TO SHOW ME THE PLANE OUT THE WINDOW. ONCE WE GOT TO CALI ALL OUR BAGS SHOWED UP, PRAISE GOD. ON THE OTHER HAND OUR FAMILY WAS NOT THERE. WE WERE EXPECTING A BIG GROUP OF PEOPLE, WHICH IS USUALLY WHAT HAPPENS HERE WHEN SOMEONE GETS IN FROM THE US, BUT THEY WERE NOWHERE TO BE FOUND. IN FACT, WERE LEFT ALL ALONE IN THE TERMINAL. A VERY NICE MAN OFFERED US HIS CELL PHONE, BUT THE NUMBER I HAD WAS OF MY COUSIN´S HOME, NO ONE ANSWERED. I ENDED UP CALLING MY DAD AND WE TIPPED THE GUY, OF COURSE. COME TO FIND OUT THERE ARE TWO TERMINALS, MY FAMILY WAS IN THE OTHER ONE. ALL TWENTY OF THEM...WAITING FOR US. THANKFULLY WE ONLY HAD TO WAIT ABOUT 15 MINUTES. THE FUN HAD ONLY JUST BEGUN.

-NAYIBE

Javi in Bogata

Our first meal in Cali... mmmmm carne!