It's About Time

I think I may have mentioned once or a hundred times that we were in the midst of a waiting game. Waiting on Dan/Daddy to come home for R&R.

"R&R" is the 2 weeks of time away from a war zone that the Army gives soldiers.

To put it mildly, ours was a bit delayed.
Dan/Daddy decided to take his mini vacation a good way into this year-long adventure. That means we haven't seen him in over 10 months. As tough as it is... it gives us less time to wait (after R&R) until he's home for good.

Let's begin by saying things didn't go exactly as planned.
Getting a flight out of the Middle East took an extra 4 days. 4 days of cancelled flights. There's been some nasty weather in that part of the world, and apparently planes can't fly when it's that bad. How bad? Dan/Daddy tell us that entire roads are washed away. There's water in the floors of tents and buildings. There are large pieces of equipment just floating by. Truthfully, as much as we were ready to see him, we didn't want him flying in that mess.

And then, just when he thought it was time... he was in a bus wreck. Let me back up. After getting the word that he was getting a flight, he and several others hopped on a bus to catch a ride to the place to meet their plane. Remember all that rain? Remember all the roads washed away? Well, the bus driver didn't. He dodged a piece of floating something and the whole bus turned over in a ditch. Dan/Daddy and all the others were fine. They were just upside down in a muddy ditch instead of on a plane. They called for help, climbed out, and rode on top of another vehicle to catch their flight. Which was cancelled. Good times.

When Dan/Daddy finally got to the good ole' US of A... he faced an entire board of flight cancellations and delays again... thanks to the "Historic Southern Snow of 2010." More good times.

Needless to say, he made it.

10 cancelled flights, one bus wreck, and a snow storm later...