Hey! I'm sitting here bored with nothing to do, and it is night time, and there is nothing else for me left to do.... So I decided I'd tell you all about my missions trip to Uganda this past summer. I love talking about it, because I miss it so much, and when i talk about it my mind replays the whole thng over. I will never forget.... This was the best experience of my entire life so far!



so where to begin??? lets start with me finding out I'm going on the trip... So it's about the end of may, and I'm at home just relaxing after a long (and hot) summers day and I recieve a phone call from Global Expeditions. They called and asked me if I wanted to go on a missions trip with them that summer... thought for about half a second and said yeah, sure! I was more than willing to do something better than sit around, hang around and sit by the pool sippin' lemonade. No, I was ready for something BIG. Some thing to change my life forever. So the girl on the phone asked me, "where would you like to go?" now my best friend was already going on a missions trip to Uganda (which I had beed helping her fundraise a bit for), and well of course I knew it was in Africa, and it's been my lifelong dream to go to Africa, so I sad "I'm going to Uganda." haha. So I said it was about the end of May, and I was supposed to leave in July. Well I had about $4,500 to raise in that month. And boy did it go by fast! And praise God I raised it all! Thanks to my good friends, and family, and amazing church, I raised all the money I needed. And by golly I went on that trip, no fear, no looking back, no regrets! Although the night before I leave I'm trying ever so hard to get my bag packed right, so that it wasn't overweight. I never knew how hard it would be. I was up until 1 am trying to get it to the right weight. Then have to wake up at 3am to leave for the airport, and I tried to sleep in the car but I was too excited too. Then the hard part came... Saying goodbye to my parents. But I think it was harder on them, being the loving and caring parents, of course they were worried about me, I mean ccome on, I was going to AFRICA! ahaha. But I held back the tears and made it through security, and found were I needed to be. I saw some grey t-shirts, exactly the same as mine, so I sat down next to them, and we talked for a little bit. So long story short I flew to texas and got to Teen Mania, and got trained, and met some of the people going on the trip, and all that. So then comes the long flight to Uganda. Our first stop was Dubai, which was still a 15-17 hour flight, we stay in Dubai for one night, then fly to Uganda the next day. We finally make it to Uganda!!! and BOY was it a good feeling to finally be there! =] I thought I was going to explode, I was so pumped, and the only words I could manage to get out of my mouth were "We're in Africa!" So we had another hour of traveling [via, bus] to get to our hostel (hotel, type place) and we were greeted by about 25-ish teens ranging from the ages of 16 to 29-ish(?). We were ambushed with silly string, welcome signs, and SCREAMING lol. Along with the C trippers there were some of the Children that lived nearby, there for their usual visit, but got to meet new friends. To be continued....