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Ticking off the ”buy flight” box.

I really should get to bed as it’s almost midnight, but I wanted to jot down a few lines in my blog first…it really feels a bit like a diary in a way. I remember having lots of different diaries when I grew up. One was red with a little lock on…I think I only wrote in it for a few weeks. Another one was one of those 5-year diaries, brown was it’s colour, but in my impatience I never could motivate myself to write as it seemed so long till I would have finished it (when you’re eight years old, five years is almost a lifetime). In my adult life I’ve been writing journals which have been a collection of writing all kinds of things; meditations, thoughts, diary-type things, lists, Bible studies, prayers…sort of an ongoing registering of my life, without it being in the ”dear diary” style. It’s good to have an outlet, somewhere to write things down. And it’s really interesting to once in a while look back and see what I’ve written five or 10 years ago (now five years seems like no time at all).

Anyway, my few lines are turning into ”quite a few lines”. Really all I wanted to jot down was that I bought my flight today. In these internet days the whole ”booking a flight” is kind of dated (although the webpage I finally used to purchase my ticket gave me till midnight to pay for it, so I suppose technically my flight was booked before it was payed). I spent quite a while googling around for the best deal. Wanting to go with KLM I checked out their webpage first, only to find that my inital joy at finding a super cheap ticket was quickly quenched when I realized that the price which was so good almost got doubled once taxes were added (in my excitement I hadn’t noticed that it was a ”taxes not included” price). And so the search continued.

I finally found a ticket which was quite a lot cheaper then the KLM ticket, this time with Star Alliance group airlines and so that’s the one I’ve bought. The difference was too big to justify going with KLM for the sake of airmiles. I will have to get miles with Star Alliance this time.

So now I have a flight. I set off (and arrive since I travel back in time) on 7 October, so less then a month now. There are still a few bits and bobs to sort out before going so I am glad to have this time. And glad to have these next few weeks to spend with the people I will miss a lot when I go.

There you go. The step on the journey for today. How do I feel about it all? Peace. Excitement. A big nervous. Grateful to God for the privilege of serving Him. And determined to not stress but take things one thing and one day at a time.

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