As my summer came to an end, my new journey was to begin. On august 17 at 11:35 I said my last good byes to my loved ones and began my trip with a total of 12 hours of flight. The last 8 weren't as bad as the first 4 considering I had the privilege to sit in first class, thank god. I arrived to my
des
tination, being Amsterdam at 10am on august 18, not alone but with a good friend Jessica K
iely. We were to start this long journey together first by finding our way and staying in Amsterdam alone for one night. Keep in mind I have never left America. We spent two hours in the airport finding our bags (
jessica's was lost), changing our American money over to euro, trying to buy a train ticket (which we failed at) and eventually leaving the airport to find the hostel we were going to stay at. we wanted to take a train but we couldn't buy a ticket so we resorted to taking a taxi. It ended up costing us $70!!!! to get to the hostel. the taxi driver dropped us off with our luggage in the middle of the red light district. The road that the hostel was on was under construction so there was a huge tractor in our way. But with a little bit of help, we got our luggage escorted by the tractor to the front of the hostel, sweet! It was such a relief to finally be at the hostel. We paid 42 euro for our beds and we settled in. We ended up walking around a bit and say for our
selves what the red light district in Amsterdam really looked like, I knew that sex and drugs were posted everywhere but I saw more than i needed to. We ate and then headed to bed at 5:30pm we were so tired due to the time difference and the long day that was behind us. We both sleep horrible but made it tell
morning
. In the morning we ate breakfast, Jessica and I were so emotional from all of the
craziness of our first two days that we cried while eating our oatmeal. After eating and crying we checked out and walked about a mile with 2 backpacks 2 rolling bags and 1 huge bag (which was mine) it was so hard and everyone was staring at us. We made it to the bus stop and waited for a bus to take us to the train station. We made it to the train station safely and got on our train which would take us to the airport where we would finally meet up with some familiar faces. the minute I saw Jen and Kaitlyn (friends from the conference in Atlanta) I ran to them and gave them a huge hug and once again started to cry. I was so overwhelmed with joy to see them. It all ended up in good news. We made it through our night in Amsterdam and Jessica found her luggage and now I am at the conference! Located in the beautiful countryside of Holland. I have now been at the conference for a week and I am having a blast. I am meeting so many people from all over the world and learning more about their cultures. I am also learning so much about the mission field and how to survive. I will spend one more week here in Holland. On
Saturday 30
th i will travel 10 hours in a bus to to Denmark where i will have
pre-ship training. Things are amazing and God is good!!!
tination, being Amsterdam at 10am on august 18, not alone but with a good friend Jessica Kiely. We were to start this long journey together first by finding our way and staying in Amsterdam alone for one night. Keep in mind I have never left America. We spent two hours in the airport finding our bags (jessica's was lost), changing our American money over to euro, trying to buy a train ticket (which we failed at) and eventually leaving the airport to find the hostel we were going to stay at. we wanted to take a train but we couldn't buy a ticket so we resorted to taking a taxi. It ended up costing us $70!!!! to get to the hostel. the taxi driver dropped us off with our luggage in the middle of the red light district. The road that the hostel was on was under construction so there was a huge tractor in our way. But with a little bit of help, we got our luggage escorted by the tractor to the front of the hostel, sweet! It was such a relief to finally be at the hostel. We paid 42 euro for our beds and we settled in. We ended up walking around a bit and say for our selves what the red light district in Amsterdam really looked like, I knew that sex and drugs were posted everywhere but I saw more than i needed to. We ate and then headed to bed at 5:30pm we were so tired due to the time difference and the long day that was behind us. We both sleep horrible but made it tell morning
. In the morning we ate breakfast, Jessica and I were so emotional from all of the craziness of our first two days that we cried while eating our oatmeal. After eating and crying we checked out and walked about a mile with 2 backpacks 2 rolling bags and 1 huge bag (which was mine) it was so hard and everyone was staring at us. We made it to the bus stop and waited for a bus to take us to the train station. We made it to the train station safely and got on our train which would take us to the airport where we would finally meet up with some familiar faces. the minute I saw Jen and Kaitlyn (friends from the conference in Atlanta) I ran to them and gave them a huge hug and once again started to cry. I was so overwhelmed with joy to see them. It all ended up in good news. We made it through our night in Amsterdam and Jessica found her luggage and now I am at the conference! Located in the beautiful countryside of Holland. I have now been at the conference for a week and I am having a blast. I am meeting so many people from all over the world and learning more about their cultures. I am also learning so much about the mission field and how to survive. I will spend one more week here in Holland. On Saturday 30th i will travel 10 hours in a bus to to Denmark where i will have pre-ship training. Things are amazing and God is good!!!
