Las Quatro Harwoods

The longest day

I’ll make this a quick one.  Lisbon, Portugal for a week with 17 high school kids is not a bad way to spend a work week.  It’s been a great week.  My first trip to Europe, my first MUN conference and my first sighting of a real castle.  I’ve had a blast, but I’m ready to go home now.
Our flight leaves tomorrow at 4 pm and we are due in Accra sometime around 9:30pm. I’ve got exit fever.  I’m still having fun, but on any trip, once I get to thinking about the return home, I’m ready to go.  It always makes for the longest day of the trip.  This time it’s even more in effect,  Our mission here has been accomplished and now I want to go squeeze my family.
I haven’t ever been away from them for this long, and it was tough.  I miss my little ones and the way they make me laugh, and the way they frustrate me and then make me laugh again.  I also miss my best friend.  Face Time is great for talking but there ain’t nothing like the real thing.  I don’t know how people do it who travel all the time and are away from their families.  It’s just not for me.  I also know it’s been tough on Robyn this week.  I don’t know if I could have made it if the rolls have been reversed.  She’s pretty amazing.
To end on a positive, this has given me the itch to travel and give my family the opportunity to see as much as I can.  It’s also been cool being with these kids, hearng about their experiences and wondering what my kids will be like at this age.  I wonder where we will be and where we will have been.  In the end though it doesn’t really matter as long as we’re together.  
One love.

I’ll include just a couple of pics from our neighborhood and our trip to the coast.

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