How do I tell you all about what has happened in the last 72 hours?
I’m going to give you bullet points, because I just don’t have words, really.
- Checking in to my flight from OIA, Selma helped me and was so sweet when things started to unravel. She started my journey off on the right foot.
- Flight to LAX, met a nice man who happened to have graduated from a Christian college also. I felt the Spirit tugging at me to speak to him for quite a while before I actually listened and just started talking to him. It was good, and he was the answer to some prayers said earlier by myself and a few friends. The prayer was that I would sit next to someone encouraging on the flight, and sure enough, I did.
- Flight to Taipei, offered my seat to another girl so that a group of three could sit together. This was really a win-win because then I got an aisle seat and the other girl was bumped up to business class.
- Flight to Phnom Penh, met a nice woman who was funny and encouraging. She hugged me after I held her hand during landing because she was so nervous. I was blessed by her, even though I never caught her name.
- Got through customs without a problem, it was so nice.
- Was picked up at the airport, taken to lunch at Friends International, and then promptly put on a van to my city. It was a public van, $10/ticket. I was seat #15 out of 15, so crammed in the back corner of the van. Great. It wasn’t that awful. I managed to sleep for the most part.
- Was dropped off at one of the roundabouts at the beginning of the city. It was quite the introduction to my new life as I stood there in the dark on the side of the road with all of my luggage. Don’t worry — I was only stranded for about five minutes and then Jen came to my rescue with Tyler and Katie.
- Spent the night in the hotel with the team here from FCC and St. Pete. It was a great first night of sleep.
- Woke up, followed Jen around as she gave a tour to a group that came to Rapha. Then we ate lunch. Then we spent my money and furnished my apartment. Then I avoided taking a nap and tried to organize my new home. Then I went to dinner. Then I hopped on a moto with three other people (Tyler, Nita, and Jen) and went back to the hotel to stay the night again.
Now, I sleep.
Goodnight, y’all. I’ll give you more when I can think straight. Jet lag is the worst.