The journey continues

We woke up to the phone ringing the morning after we landed in Entebbe

Both the kids and I slept until 9 (?!?!?) when Moreen called us.

I managed to pull myself out of bed enough to go say hello to her and start repacking.

(We had ripped everything apart to find jammies....)

Before we left, Seth started jumping around our room and with a big smile said, "I'm so excited!!!"

Remembering he isn't yet five years old, I thought I'd better check to see the source of this excitement.

I asked, "What are you excited about, buddy?"

"I GET TO MEET MY BRUDDER!!!"

Ah, yes.  Me too, little man.  Me too.

About 10, we hopped into the car to head to Fort Portal. 

The ride takes about six hours from Entebbe and it was gorgeous.

We did sleep a bit along the way but I still enjoyed the beautiful scenery and was reminded of why people believe that this is the site of the Garden of Eden.  Gorgeous.

We arrived at Manna Rescue Home about 4:30 in the afternoon.

When we pulled up, a few of the children were outside.

I frantically looked around for a familiar face and didn't see one.

We jumped out of the car and Seth and Leah ran off to play.

One of the caretakers greeted us and said Asaba Vincent is inside.

We went into one of the buildings to wait.

Seth and Leah barged into where he was getting dressed.

(nice)

About ten minutes later, he emerged.

Terrified.

I felt so bad for the little guy.

His eyes were wide and he wouldn't look at me.

Awww, sweet boy.

I can only imagine.

We visited a while longer and then we swooped him into the car to go to the guest house.

And that's how our journey began!