We Made It - Leaving Argentina IV

We were so very thankful to the Lord to finally be on the airplane.  Our first flight was from Paraguay to La Paz, Bolivia.

Once in Bolivia, we had a layover of about two hours.  The children rested on the floor at the gate with their backpacks until it was time to board the plane at midnight.

Since so many in our family were sick, that last flight to Miami was a long and miserable one.  Dane laid on the floor of the plane in front of our row of seats for most of the flight.  The flight attendants never said a word to him about getting into his seat until it was time to land.  Some of the children struggled in the night with their illnesses, and I with my countenance, but the Lord carried us through.

I can't tell you how thankful we were when we finally got off that plane in Florida!!!!!!

I thought we might get quarantined once we passed through immigration and they saw how horrible everyone looked, but, praise the Lord,  no one ever said a word, even when I left my family at the immigration window to take David to the bathroom to be sick.  All the Swine flu hype we had heard so much about was apparently just that, at least on this trip. 

We were greeted by my father and stepmother and it was a wonderful reunion despite how sick everyone felt.  My father had graciously picked up and had had work done on a van that we had found on eBay prior to our arrival.  He and my stepmother brought it to the airport with them, so we would have adequate transportation.  We left the airport and my parents only to meet them at their house that afternoon.

In the meantime, we drove to my mother's home an hour from the airport to visit, have lunch, and pick up some furniture and clothing that she wanted us to have.  We had a nice visit with her and then loaded up a U-haul trailer and headed to my father's house four hours away. 

After a couple of days at Dad and Frances' house recooperating, we headed north to Kentucky and arrived to our new home on the evening of October 25th!