Em Er Ritz

Emirates.

Em. Er. Rah. Tees.


That's not how you say it..

Emirates. Em-Er-Ritz

14 hours and 45 minutes traveling east bound from Dallas Texas to Dubai.

Up until the arrival at the airport I was about ready to throw in the towel.

Was I ready to travel again? Yes. Was I ready to take pictures of kiddos and witness women spreading the Word of God? Yes. I am eager for all of those things and feel so blessed to see yet another beautiful place(s) on Gods green earth. But it wasn't until I boarded the plane that I felt true excitement. Finally. There it is. I've been looking for you. My enthusiasm had left me. That never happens. My enthusiasm suffocates people. My happiness and excitement for life suffocates people. And I had lost it for a brief moment. Not to fret.

She has returned to me.

I am so excited!! I am excited to be on this plane for 15 hours. I'm excited to take a bus or walk to another terminal in Dubai. I'm excited to wait in Dubai for 3 more hours. I'm excited to fly from Dubai to Nepal. (5 hours). I'm excited to see the city if Kathmandu. I'm excited to see you, Will Simcoe, my childhood friends since the age of 8. I'm excited for bobby bear to see another country. I'm excited to work. I am excited to fall in love with 100+ kiddos at the orphanage. I am excited to try and smuggle my favorite little boy home. I. Am. Excited.

 

Thanks Emirates. You had my enthusiasm sitting right here in 33G. I'm just glad I found her.

 

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