I Miss My Bed

We haven't left yet, but already I'm missing some of the 'luxuries' that I now have. While I don't know for sure what we will have, I have some impressions based on our other 2 trips to Kenya. During those visits, we spent less than a week in the rural areas by the schools we help by sponsoring kids fees. This time it's days shy of 6 months.

One item that I'm surprised I'm missing already is my queen size, pillow top bed. Lately as I'm getting ready for bed, worn out from the day's activities and thinking of the trip todo list, I look at my bed and say 'oh I like to sleep in the comfortable bed I have.' Then I think about our last trip and our first night by the schools. Joyce and I walk into the bedroom. We see a double size bed set up for use. We think, that's not bad, it's smaller, but very doable. Later, as we crawl into bed, in some state of jet-lag, excitement, exhaustion, I discover the double bed is holding a single mattress that was well camouflaged by the bedspread. Now I'm thinking, not-doable. But a few minutes later, having stuffed the gap between the mattress and bed frame with a few of our softer belongings and bags, we are off to a fitful night of slumber-land.

There are several other items that I'm already missing. Not the extras in life, like the HD TV, the cell phone, the 2 cars or the Diet Dr. Pepper, but the basics. A shower (with warm water or not), a toilet inside my house (whether it flushes or not), running water I can drink from the tap (inside my house or not).

Time to go pick up Joyce at the airport. She just spent a week helping a dear friend that just had open heart surgery. I was scheduled for this trip to, but backed out, knowing I'd over anxious not being home 'getting thing done' for our trip. Man oh man, the airlines, their fares and specials and how they handle changes are not consumer friendly. You'd think that offering the airline a spare seat they could sell, they'd let you only send one person on a flight instead of the original two. But I'm getting worked up again on water that is long past the bridge.

So long for now,
Paul