I forgot to blog about our trip home from Buenos Aires. Besides the fact that it took over 30 hours to get home and 4 planes....we had a sweet seat-mate on the flight from Buenos Aires to Santiago, Chile. Her name was Lucie and she is an interpreter. She was so scared to fly that as we were taking off she asked me if it was okay if she held my hand. It was very sweet, and the flight (and Lucie) were both fine!
And now I wonder how and where she is...since she got off the plane and was staying in Santiago...
I am thinking about and praying for the people in Chile. I hope that Fran's family are all okay!