Okay. So, I have to tell you about last night.

I found out from Jill that since the Ticos were late coming in that they were split up between two different houses, which i thought was kinda crazy. But then, of course, i had to remember people here live in houses 2ce the size of mine, so really, it probably wasn't a big deal.

anyway i offered my house to becky, and she said she didn't need it. But would i like to come to the airport with them? HELLO? WOULD I EVER! so anyway. i called my parents. which was weird, because even as i was dialing i knew that they would say yes. it was just one of those things. so they did and we got everyone going together, piled into the vans and headed out.

we had to park kinda far away from donna who also had ashley and ross. asnd we were walking to them, and then ashley waves and yells to hurry up. "RUN!" was more like it. So i started running and Becky, because she is so cool, kept up with me, and we ran to their van. When i was like fifteen feet away Ashley holds out her hand saying, "come on, come on!" so i ran the last few steps (already tired from rugby) and grabbed her hand.

SHe just took off and we booked it inside. it was sooo awesome. except then we had to wait for becky and donna and ross, because we didn't know where we were going, and, we were at the airport, which you know would be bad to be separated in. but then we ran up the escalator with ross yelling behind us, 'stop running! you're gonna get shot!'

and we saw their baggage carousel and then we saw them, and i went up to Jose (after a moment of weird shyness) and he gave me a hug. and then we got the luggage, loaded it into the vans, headed home. I road in the van with all boys. donna wanted someone to translate. and you know, boys will be boys. you can figure that out yourself.

and then at the church we hung out and they had dinner because they hadn't eaten anything, and oh my gosh, i can't tell you. I was like giddy i was so happy. I mean, Minor was still the same old standoffish with me. and andrea still spoke to me in english. and jose only when he had something serious to say.

but it was so cool. and i am so thankful that God gave me that opportunity. and i'm so glad that i stayed for my whole rugby game and played both halves. because the plane was late anyway. and i still got to go. coincidence? i think not.

God, is good, especially when we trust the future to him.