We're here! I'll give a quick synopsis of our day yesterday:
3:45 am- After hitting the sack at 10:00 pm, turning over 1.3 million times, and waking up every 10 minutes, Beck and I get up and get ready to fly out the door.
4:22 am- Out the door 7 minutes late (don't ever travel with me- I'm a "time perfectionist", meaning that if you're 1 nanosecond late I start asking questions).
4:35 am- Meet up with my dad who will take us to Chicago.
4:45 am- Pick up my nephew Jeron, who wanted to ride along (thanks a ton JT!).
7:45 am (6:45 Chicago time)- arrive at Ohare, with Becky wondering why we had to leave so early (Mapquest said 3 hours, 38 minutes- I swear!). Our flight doesn't leave until 10:20 CST.
10:20 am- After a breakfast at McDonald's, we head out on our first leg of the trip, into Atlanta. The flight is smooth- very little turbulence, and Ally was awesome! It's raining in the ATL.
11:20 am (back on EST now)- 4:55 pm- Try to find concourse E in the airport, find our gate, then head to TGI Fridays for a "real" meal. Burgers for all 3 of us! Hang out in the airport, walk around, etc.
4:55 pm- The 2nd flight of the day! On to Bogota- Colombia is on CST right now, and our arrival time is 8:44 pm, so this one is longer. Fortunately we're on a 757 now, and the backrests of each seat have your choice of "entertainment"- TV, movies, or music. My favorite was an updated map showing you exactly where you were during the flight. It's funny because my dad and I were just talking about how some planes have that feature on the way to Chicago yesterday.
8:44 pm (CST)- Arrive in Bogota! By this time we're tired, sweaty (the plane was about 120 degrees), and Ally is ready to be done traveling. But we're almost there- just a taxi ride to our hotel and we're home!
9:00- Wait about 45 minutes to get off the plane, catch a bus to the airport, and find absolute chaos. It was 10 times busier than when we flew in 4 years ago, and the line to immigration appears to be about 2 hours long (no exaggeration!). So what do you do? Play the "child" card, of course! Beck noticed that anyone with a child(ren) was just walking past everyone, so she went up to a guard, pointed at Ally, and said "nina". He looks and waves me over (keep in mind I have a double stroller, so I'm about 4 feet wide). We follow along the wall past about 500 people (no joke), getting some angry stares, but we walked up to a line of families only! Yahoo- great job Beck!! So instead of 2 hours, we stand in line for about 15 minutes, and we go through immigration. Next step- get the luggage.
10:00 pm- Gather all 6 bags, and walk outside to find our taxi driver. We were told there would be someone there holding a sign with our name on it. I walk, and walk, and walk, but nothing. Huh. Houston, we have a problem. So I leave Beck, Ally, and the guy that helped gather our luggage while I walk around. But no luck. Then finally- I see Beck standing by someone who looked awfully familiar- it was Freddy! Freddy was one of our taxi drivers when we were here last time, and he speaks English very well, so it was nice to know we would have some good conversation on the way to the hotel.
10:25 pm- Leave the airport with Freddy, and we're quickly reminded of the pandemonium that is driving here in Colombia. Driving here is not for the faint of heart- if you pause for even a second you won't get very far. It's every man, woman, and child for him/herself, and if you can't drive 2 feet from someone's bumper at 60 km/hr, fuggetaboutit. You really need to experience this- it's a riot!! So off we went with Freddy to our hotel, and he pointed out multiple places (we could vaguely make out the lights of Monseratte in the distance), and about 1/2 hr later we were there!
11:00 pm- Arrive at our temporary home- Hotel Las Palmas
(http://www.laspalmasbogota.com/). We chose this one over Hotel Paris (where we stayed last time) because of the recent renovations they did. They shut the hotel down from mid-December until mid-January, and completely re-did the entire place. It looks great! The rooms are a little smaller than Hotel Paris, but they are VERY clean, the bathrooms are awesome, and there is a lot of room to play for Ally here. There is only one other family here right now, but the Leiberts will be coming in soon, and Hotel Paris (where some of our other friends are staying) is only a few blocks away, so it shouldn't be an issue.
11:30 pm- Ally is sleeping, and Beck and I lay down for our first night back in Bogota. I am reminded of our first time here with Ally and how much I love it here. I don't think I could permanently live here (probably due to the combination of lack of Spanish that I speak and the fact that all of you are not here :)), but I do have to say- this place does feel like home.
So now we're waiting on a call to hear when we get Will today. It's been a whirlwind the last few days and will continue to be so today for sure and probably into tomorrow while we settle in, but we're excited to be here, to be back in the homeland of Ally so she can experience it, and most importantly, to be introduced to William Michael Schrotenboer. It's been crazy, but we know this is all part of God's plan. He has us exactly where He wants us and where we need to be, and soon we'll be a family of 4. REAL soon!
Love-
Scott, Becky, Ally, and (today!) Will
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