What joy, the plane landed a bit earlier in Quito, Ecuador. My friend would be waiting for me and we’d be on our way to our week of ministering to those affected by the earthquake. The airport employee who guided me out of the plane grabbed my bags and led me toward the exit of …
No airplane flight has ever been boring for me. I hear stories and details from fellow passengers that make me think, surprise me at times but more often, they become fodder for my writing. Here is the latest one: “Oh, I was really hoping this would be the one,” the woman seated beside me in the …
Turbulence made us shake and jostle up and down and from side to side. We were about 20 minutes before landing in Orlando when the announcement came: “Ladies and gentlemen, turbulence is too severe for us to walk down the aisle,” the flight attendant said. “We’ll go with the honor system. Please make sure your …
There I was last week, holding on to the escort’s arm, pulling my luggage behind. With quick steps, we made our way through the airport. “This way to immigration,” he said. Immigration? I had forgotten I was coming in on an international flight and of course immigration and customs were part of the process “I …
I woke up, and while still in bed, I stretched and yawned one night during my visit to Ecuador. As I pondered about the time, I had no way to find out. My cell phone didn’t work—no connection. Unlike here in the States, there was no land line phone to use to call for time. …
I was alone, seated at the dining room table in the house who hosted me during my trip to Quito, Ecuador. The chair moved a bit. I thought it was my imagination. Then the table moved from side to side. I jumped to my feet and my heart beat fast. What flashed through my mind …
A wake up call is one of the “must-do’s” when I stay in any hotel during my travels. So, in my recent trip last week, right before I laid my head on the pillow, I grabbed the phone to dial “0” for the front desk. I pressed it and pressed it again. But there was …
That short hour the other night without electricity reminded me how wimpy I had become. Back in Bolivia where I was born, electricity and water only lasted till noon. And we adjusted, thought of it as normal and never thought to complain. “Honey!” I called to my hubby the other night, “the phone is dead.” …
It might be strange to say, but this time in history is probably the best time to be blind. Technology has advanced so much so that those us who cannot see can perform just about any task as the sighted. And soon, even driving a car might be on the list. But for now, the …
The plane landed in Phoenix, I unbuckled my seat belt and was about to stand up. But before I did, I searched for my cell phone, making sure I had it in order to call the person to pick me up from the airport. I looked in the pockets, in the bag, in my purse. …