We finished our training and had the week-end free before our flight to Lusaka on Monday morning. Even though we have been wearing our missionary badges all week, we have not really worn them away from BYU.
I am used to being called Sister Beal but it is a bigger change for George to be called Elder. Perhaps it reminds him of young missionary days. Of course, “Elder” now could have another meaning too!
First, we had to do mundane things.
In the evening, we had dinner with some old friends, Kim and Jay Barney, who we know from the years we lived in New Haven when George was in law school. Jay is now the chair of the Management and Entrepreneur Department at the University of Utah. We regret we didn't get any photos, but once again we are reminded of how dear those early married friendships are. Kim and I couldn't stop talking and could have gone on much longer!
So, as I am writing this, we are really down to counting the hours. It is Sunday afternoon and once again we are in the midst of PACKING. AGAIN.
You would think that we had done all that, but we have added medications, supplies, and had to rethink the clothes for our 40-hour itinerary to Lusaka. That's right, 40 HOURS. That means we have two red-eyes back to back. We decided we had better take some fresh clothes to change into when we reach Johannesburg so can arrive in Lusaka not looking as bad as we'll definitely feel!
Tonight after the devotional, we will Skype with all the kids, and then collapse into bed. Will be really be able to sleep though? I'm not so sure.....