We spent the day helping Chaya, et.al. pack and did the last of the souvenir shopping. We drove straight to Nadi. I had the privilege of sitting in the back of the van with Tori and Ammon. I am definitely prejudice, but they are wonderful kids; easy to be with, fun to talk to, and cuddly. Chaya wanted to get the best, last view of Fiji, so she rode in the front seat between Scott and Rex; it is a tough seat in which to sit. We were going to eat dinner at Bulacinos, but they close at 5:00 p.m. on Mondays. Say what? We decided to check into the hotel, and the airport after which we went to McDonalds for dinner. Ugh!!! I just can not eat there anymore. Sat around the airport waiting for 9:00 p.m. so that the Andersons could go through customs. We found seats in the little cafe not too far from customs. Tori was playing with her gameboy and decided to show a very young Indian boy what she was doing. Instant friends. He just climbed into the overstuffed chair in which Tori was sitting and watched her play. His dad and mom took pictures as did Chaya. Then he decided that he should show Tori how much he liked her, so he started kissing her on the cheek. So cute.
We were sad to see them leave, but I always feel guilty when we have company. I can not keep my mind on the mission. And even though institute was closed this past week, I always feel we should be "doing" something to further the work here.
Am glad Robert is taking a later plane, it will make the let down easier.
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