Elie, his son Hiro, Muhammed (he has been our beast driver the last few days here), and another staff person went with us to the airport and dropped us off. I was feeling quite peppy at 1:30 AM, so I tried to get people to sing songs on the bus with me. Nobody wanted to though.. except Tim! He had me lead "The Steadfast Love of the Lord"! It was a blast.
Routine stuff... sitting around.. Amy wants some snacks..
Right before we were about to go through the gate, Liz noticed that she had lost her passport. Nobody freaked out, except I think Sam might have been trembling inside. I don't think anyone wants to stay in Egypt for a few more days. Some of the kids took off down the terminal to retrace steps. It even came over the loud speaker that she had lost it. Being the caring person I am, I decided there was nothing I could do and went on through the gate. Don't worry, I could see them through some glass to keep up with their progress. She found it and got through. Turns out, it was in Gary's shirt pocket. She had given her passport to Amy, and Amy had put it in her dads pocket, and Gary didn't notice, and Amy forgot. ...ya how about we just all hold on to our own passports. That was fun.
Uneventful flight to Frankfurt. Eventful Frankfurt. We needed to get to terminal A (and soon). The stairs to terminal A were blocked by a police officer. Some of the people in our group had already made it through. He simply said "There has been an incident." We tried to find another way around, but the airport staff was not being helpful at all. Tim was trying very hard to reason with them that we needed to catch a flight, but they wouldn't let us around. Before we knew it there was a small police truck and caution tape in front of the stairs. Then a man with a sniffer dog went up. When I took this picture, I got yelled at by the cop behind the tape.
About ten minutes later, the dog came back down, and the man was holding a small bag. They let us through. Apparently a bag was just siting in the middle of the floor, so they have a procedure to clear the area and check it out. We were definitely late for the flight, but they held the plane because so many of its passengers were stranded (not only our group, but some oil workers from Mississippi who where in Cairo). Fun flight back, yay. Customs in Houston took forever, but we finally all got our bags and circled up to hug and pray for the last time.
That concludes the blogging of this trip. Thank you for reading. What a vacation! So many experiences and new relationships. I appreciate everyone in our group so much, and loved getting to know them. Thank you Lord for this opportunity, and for blessing this trip so much. An absolutely incredible experience, and the best trip of my life thus far.
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