I know I’m tired when my thoughts make no sense. Well, they totally do as they are coming out of my brain. But about three seconds after said thoughts exit I stop and think, “Actually, I doubt ferrets have much use for immersion blenders.”
Such are the goings on of my head after 24 hours in the air, 16 hours of layovers, and a change of 9 time zones. Oh, and only 2 hours of sleep in there.
I consider it good that I managed to disembark the last plane and make my way into the correct customs line. The one for Ugandan citizens seemed logical enough until I got funny looks and decided I should double-check my passport. It confirmed my suspicions: I am not African.
I was picked up at the airport by an EMI staff member, Clarke, who greeted me with bottled water, help with my crazy heavy suitcase, and drove me to his home where I would be staying for a couple of nights with the family.
This was the best place to stay those first two jet-lagged nights because it was so peaceful. Their family is a lot like ours, by which I mean as quiet as a foursome of lizards. They kept me up with engaging conversation until 9:00 (my request in my efforts to fight the time zones) and then gave me the freedom to sleep in and skip church.
However, I didn’t. I went and enjoyed it immensely, at least the part I remember. I know I did not doze, but things did get pretty hazy. I was so sleepy and I could actually still feel the gentle rock of the airplane, so I stumbled a few times like I was drunk. I hope no one saw it. I doubt I could have explained myself, given that the immersion blending ferrets (that sounds like a band) were threatening to make another appearance.
The next morning Clark gave me a phone. It was a very simple phone, as in, just a phone. Not a smart phone. Simple is fine, but I could not even turn it on. Seriously. I couldn’t figure any of it out without help. I’ll blame that on jet lag too. Clark took pity on me and we just popped the SIM card into my iPhone.
Anyway, when I planned this trip, I was initially dismayed by how long it was going to keep me away from home. When I realized that I was losing a full 4 days just to travel and another two on a weekend with no work time I was a bit peeved. But then I got the rest time and realized just how vital that was. Not only the first weekend upon my arrival, but the following weekend hanging around with another family, were both the peace and sabbath time I needed. I could not have worked effectively on the other days without that down time.
And I am pleased to report, the ferrets have skittered out of my brain. They were entertaining though.
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