The Traveling Twosome!

Sorry it has taken me so long to update about our journey to Cameroon. Well, the short of it is that we made it.

The long of it is that it was crazy. Our 30+ hour journey started even earlier than anticipated when we saw on the news that there was a fire at the Atlanta airport and everyone flying out that day needed to get there earlier than normal. So yea, let's make this thing that much longer. We breezed through the baggage check and all of our bags were under limit- which I was sweating. We had a few hours to kill, so we roamed the airport and ran up and down the empty corridors. The time came for us to board the plane, which we did, and after a long time at the gate, we had to deplane due to a flat tire. Our 12:30 flight turned into a 2 hour wait in line to get re-booked and a new flight at 7:30pm. We roamed the Atlanta airport some more- we even road the plane train through all of the stops a few times. After 10 hours in the Atlanta airport, we finally left the ground.

When we arrived in Washington DC, I realized when we were lost on their plane train that I lost some of our many boarding passes! Once that was fixed, we just made our flight from to Brussels. Thank the Lord, Charlie and I had 4 seats to ourselves, so she was able to run a muck on our row without bothering too many people. I say “too many” because we definitely disrupted our fair share of travelers and airport workers. I mean there is just so many times a person can say “no” or restrain a cooped up 2 year old. Give me a break people! I wanted a sign that said, “Traveling alone with a toddler. If you think you can parent her better, than do it. Really. Right now. She is yours!” The row of seats allowed us to also lay flat while sleeping. That was amazing. Oh thank you Jesus! We arrived in Brussels pretty well rested. We once again ran a muck in the airport. The moving sidewalks were a hit with Charlie and the Belgium sugar waffle was a hit for me. On a plane again we went and YES we had 4 seats to ourselves again. The flight to Yaounde was uneventful until we realized only 1 of our 5 pieces of luggage arrived- even our stroller was gone. We got to the place we were staying after midnight local time and Charlie and I crashed.

Again, the short of it- we made it (eventually all of our luggage did too). It was overwhelming and exhausted, but we made it!