Wer'e Back!

Well, we all made it home. Last night we stayed at the Bahia Mar Beach Resort. I forgot to tell you the name of the place. This morning we walked on the beach, swam in the ocean or the pool, and made ready to go to the airport. It was an unusually easy and pleasant trip. Only a few hiccups happened along the way. When we got to the airport it was discovered that Mrs. Jacobsen’s cell phone was in one of the girl’s pocket book. It got a free ride to Newport News. Chuck is going to mail it back to her. After we made it through security we noticed one of the team being led off to the side and a security guard was carrying her carry on bag. Apparently she forgot and packed all of her shampoo and such in the carry on bag. It had to be checked onto the plane. Paul was very nice to one of the security guards and gave him a nice little pocket knife as a present.

The most interesting thing that happened was the little Chinese lady who was carrying a cat with her. Chuck talked to her and noticed a lot of scratches and cuts on her arms and legs. Apparently the cat that was a rather large Tom did not want to get into its traveling case. When we got on the plane, guess who was sitting in my seat. I got to sit with the cat. The travel case would not fit in the overhead and it would not fit under the seat. The flight was held up until the cat problem was fixed. The cat and its owner left the plane and $75.00 later they reentered the plane with a much smaller cat box. Aren’t airlines helpful? They are willing to sell you a $10.00 cat box that the poor car just did fit in for $75.00 so the poor animal could ride with us. Betsy Saunders asked her why she didn’t just by the cat a ticket and let it sit on the seat. She had. It cost $60.00 for the cat just to ride under the seat.

We did get to talk to her a lot on the way back. She asked if we were Baptist and we got to tell her who we were, what we were doing, and best of all what we believed and what it takes to be saved.

When we reached Newport News, I helped her get her carry on bag and cat in its falling apart box out. I was going to help her carry her items off the plan, but she had to wait for her original cat box to be given back to her. By now she really didn’t want to see that box again. When she got all her stuff together and started up the ramp to the terminal, she dropped to poor cat on its head. Paul helped her get her belongings into the terminal. When the Saunders and I were leaving she was getting into the car behind us and we got to say goodbye to her. It was really a nice ending to a wonderful trip. We had one more opportunity to help someone and to tell them about Jesus. I don’t know if I should ask prayer for the poor cat or not. Once again thank you for all of your support and prayers. It is good to be home. (Final pictures)