My flight from India to Ethiopia, and then to Ghana was for lack of a better word… eh. There were delays, there were unconfirmed and canceled tickets (*groan*), and there was turbulence. BUT, there were also some amazingly helpful and fantastic people.

There was the twenty-something guy going to Paris, who let me get ahead in line during security check, because he said his company was paying for his ticket, and I had more to lose if I missed my flight. There was the man sitting next to me, who whenever I’d open my eyes during the never-ending turbulence would pat my head and say, “Not over yet, go back to sleep.” There was the woman from Abidjan who insisted I go visit her and said that she comes to Accra often and would love to come see me during my stay here. And there was the guy from United Nations, who as soon as the plane touched Ghanaian ground, declared, “She has made it, ladies and gentlemen. The Indian lady has officially arrived in Africa!”

I have a phone and a home now. By the time you read this, I’ll have Internet as well. I’m all set to work.