Leaving Manali marked a significant event for me personally as it was the last stop before making my way back to the US. Besides having that in mind, leaving was made harder by the kids clinging to us and asking why we had to go. Without having a job or a house to get back to this was a hard question for me to respond to. Our last day in Manali was a rainy one, but once the clouds cleared we could see fresh snow atop the mountains. Our experience at DUF was one that I hope will stay with me for a long time and I pray that I will not easily forget the things I learned from the children and staff there.
Our short time in Delhi was spent shopping, seeing sights and getting our last taste of India before we went our separate ways. The Taj Mahal was every bit as magnificent as you would expect it to be, and was rightly chosen as one of the new 7 wonders of the world.
Upon an extremely early arrival to the airport, we were directed to a waiting area until our check-in counters were opened. Once inside the terminal, we discovered that the Delhi airport system had gone down. The check-in procedure was slightly delayed, but the airline personnel calmly proceeded to write out our boarding passes and luggage tags...it made me think this wasn’t the first time that has happened. Thankfully, we made it through with little difficulty and went our separate ways, Katherine to Russia and Ami and I to the USA. Ami and I had a long layover in Amsterdam, so naturally we left the airport to explore the city a bit. Amsterdam is beautiful and quiet at 7am. We enjoyed the lovely architecture, found Anne Frank’s house, and ate a delicious waffle and croissant.
I have been back in the US for two weeks now and my friends are still making me decide where to go out to eat upon the basis that I must have really missed American food options. Really it’s because many of my friends, like myself, are indecisive and would rather make someone else decide. I can’t blame them I’m the same way. Even as I consider my next big step: where to work and live? I would rather not have so many options. I would rather God just tell me very clearly, what to do and where to go. I know I’m not alone in this plea. In fact, I would venture to guess that almost anyone in a similar situation would feel the same way. My experience has taught me that there are literally a world of possibilities for me, which is part of what makes this decision process so difficult. On top of that, I have just returned from 3 fun months of adventure and living nomadically. The idea of settling down – even if for just a year – does not come easily. So, until a final decision is reached, I have resolved to enjoy every bit of my freedom, thanks to the generous people around me who give me a bed to sleep in and a place to call home while I live in the transition. God has blessed me far beyond my understanding.
Our short time in Delhi was spent shopping, seeing sights and getting our last taste of India before we went our separate ways. The Taj Mahal was every bit as magnificent as you would expect it to be, and was rightly chosen as one of the new 7 wonders of the world.
Upon an extremely early arrival to the airport, we were directed to a waiting area until our check-in counters were opened. Once inside the terminal, we discovered that the Delhi airport system had gone down. The check-in procedure was slightly delayed, but the airline personnel calmly proceeded to write out our boarding passes and luggage tags...it made me think this wasn’t the first time that has happened. Thankfully, we made it through with little difficulty and went our separate ways, Katherine to Russia and Ami and I to the USA. Ami and I had a long layover in Amsterdam, so naturally we left the airport to explore the city a bit. Amsterdam is beautiful and quiet at 7am. We enjoyed the lovely architecture, found Anne Frank’s house, and ate a delicious waffle and croissant.
I have been back in the US for two weeks now and my friends are still making me decide where to go out to eat upon the basis that I must have really missed American food options. Really it’s because many of my friends, like myself, are indecisive and would rather make someone else decide. I can’t blame them I’m the same way. Even as I consider my next big step: where to work and live? I would rather not have so many options. I would rather God just tell me very clearly, what to do and where to go. I know I’m not alone in this plea. In fact, I would venture to guess that almost anyone in a similar situation would feel the same way. My experience has taught me that there are literally a world of possibilities for me, which is part of what makes this decision process so difficult. On top of that, I have just returned from 3 fun months of adventure and living nomadically. The idea of settling down – even if for just a year – does not come easily. So, until a final decision is reached, I have resolved to enjoy every bit of my freedom, thanks to the generous people around me who give me a bed to sleep in and a place to call home while I live in the transition. God has blessed me far beyond my understanding.
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