Well, 36 hours left until we get on a small airplane and leave Port-au-Prince for two weeks of vacation. Our destination is a small island in the West Indies called Antigua. It is where I began my one or two 3-year-terms overseas experience (now nearing the end of my 11th year overseas). It is where my honey (through God’s direction) completed medical school. It is where we met and where he was when I said “yes” to his proposal to “change the direction of our relationship”. It is where, five years ago, we, with most of our family present, said we would love and cherish each other “until death us do part.”
Felix needs to get his Antiguan passport renewed and when we found out that it couldn’t be done by mail and that THQ was willing to pay his airfare to Antigua, we scraped together enough for all three of us to go. We were priveleged to go back for the SA’s centenial in 2003 (which happened to be at the same time as our anniversary) but we haven’t been there yet with Matthew. Everyone is looking forward to meeting him.
With the cost of three people flying, we were looking for low-cost (ie free) housing options. After a few anxious days, with the tickets bought and no word on housing, my successor at the Sunshine Home for Girls, e-mailed to say that she was very willing to have us stay with her. Then, my parents wrote that we could use one of their time-share exchange weeks. WOW! Both the hotel and the Sunshine Home are on beautiful beaches. So, while Felix runs around taking care of business, Matthew and I get to play on the beach.
Now all I have to do is get a bunch of work caught up, pack and go. Vacations are fun but you have to work like crazy to go and work like crazy when you get back. I intend to enjoy every minute while we are gone.
Turner’s Beach across from the Sunshine Home