Waking up and playing.

So far on my trip.

After an eight hour flight me and dad checked into 24 hours in Amsterdam.

I've never visited a city more beautiful and horrible at the same time.

Then after a night at the hotel, we had an amazing breakfast (one reason i love hotels) and headed on our walk towards the airport.

2 mcdonalds fries and 1 latte later we were on the plane.

Dad caught up on all of his movies.

I read a whole book.

We saw the most beautiful sunset we have ever seen from thousands of feet in the air.

I never knew a shade of orange like the one we saw even existed.

Then we landed.

And the smells of Africa in all of its glory hit me immediately.

There's not much better than the smell of that fresh air.

Then we made our ways to get visas, luggage, and found our friend Job who was taking us home.

I talked on the way home while dad snored and slept talked in the back seat.

We arrived at the house at around 1 in the morning.

It was quiet which was a bit strange.

Dad went to sleep. And i stayed up until 5.

And then fell asleep on the couch.

And woke up an hour later at 6, covered in mosquito bites and freshly woken up kids.

Then we played all morning.

Then i went back to sleep.

Then woke back up and played some more.

Dad woke up at two :) 

Got him all settled into his hotel,

drove back to the house,

and caught up with all of my best friends here.

And then i took a cold shower, but quickly decided to not wash my hair.

Because well, i forgot how much of an inconvenience washing my hair can be sometimes.

And then we went out to dinner and ate....

chinese food.

And then the car broke.

And dad fixed it.

And then we came home and watched our cat play around with mice in the kitchen.

And then we all went to sleep.

And woke up again to a house of 23 kids beckoning for help that they cannot offer themselves.

And so the day continued.

And we healed some scraped toes with band aids.

Healed some busted lips from some wrestling matches.

And put kids in time out for throwing fits.

We played frisbee.

And soccer.

Went around town and ran into about 3847928374 people it seemed like who wanted to catch up.

Then we went to the market.

Got some vegetables and chicken.

And made dinner for everyone.

And then ate some ice cream while watching some movies in the quietness of all of the kids being asleep.

And now here i am, sprawled out on the couch typing this out.

To hope to give you a glimpse that life is all about what you make it.

And the way you decide to tell your stories.

Because some days will consist of just waking up and playing.

And that is so okay.

Because its all about how you see it.

"Light is sweet,
    and it pleases the eyes to see the sun. 
⁸ However many years anyone may live,
    let them enjoy them all." Eccl.11

much love :)