Germany

I Made It Alive! God was good to me, and my flights all went really well. I missed my flight from London to Dusseldorf but it went ok, and they got me on the next flight. I was praying for people that I could talk to while I was traveling alone, and God provided many such people. First, a family traveling from Seattle to London saw me many different times and always talked to me and were very nice. We sat and talked together while we waited for our flight in Vancouver. They saw me again in London and waved me down just to say that they, too, had made it. I can't even begin to explain how nice it was to have someone to talk to me in London after such a long flight. They invited me to eat lunch with them, but I was stressed because of my missed connection and knew that I needed to find a phone to call Hilary. I was greatful for their kindness and praised God for sending someone to me that day. Secondly, a little spanish boy named Xavier(he was five) talked to me while we were waiting to board. He was so incredibly cute and he spoke perfect English even though his parents couldn't. He talked to me for nearly 10 minutes and was so much fun. I'm pretty sure that if they would have asked me to move to Spain to be his nanny I would have agreed on the spot. Thirdly, a girl that sat next to me in the Vancouver airport was crying, so I talked to her for quite a while trying to encourage her. She was a 20 year old from Canada moving to Italy for a year to be a nanny. She was sad to leave her family and friends. I talked to her for quite a while and helped her out as best I could. She was really nice and talked to me again after our flight in the London airport. She said she had traveled lots, but she must have been directionally challenged because I had to help her find her way four times. She always seemed to be lost. Other then that my flights were all normal. I didn't sleep a whole lot, but it was ok. The adrenaline kept me going. When I got to Dusseldorf it was so great to see my cousins and Alana. Hilary came running up to me when I came through the doors, and I was so excited to see her. The last time I saw her was in February when she left. It was quite the reunion. Anyway, I am here safe and sound. I didn't sleep very long last night, but we were up early today because we are leaving to rent a car and go to Belgium and France for the day since Hilary doesn't have classes. I'm thankful to be here safe, and I praise God for all the people He sent my way during my many hours of travel. Pictures should follow in the near future.