I'm baaaaack!

World War II plane. Best flying experience I have ever had. There is just something about not having to go through an airport, or airport security, the plane being full of people you know, and the pilot standing in the cockpit and praying with you before take off....that just takes all of the fear and anxiety away. Did I mention that you can only fly these planes at 11,000 ft due to the cabins not being pressurized, all of our luggage was hanging in cargo nets to the right of us, and the pilot had his window open and arm hanging out while he flew the plane.....no joke! Hah! This kickin bus was our method of transport for the week....and yes....she broke down a couple times....but most of the time she was a champ! The first place we stopped on the way back from the airport called Glass Window Bridge......the Pacific blue waters on the right, and the jade green waters of the Caribbean on the left. Nothing but beautiful everywhere we looked. JB and I were assigned to helping run day camps for the Bahamian and Haitian children, and we cried like babies when camp was over and we had to say goodbye to these precious little ones. They said things like "please don't go", "come back!", "I love you", and "I wish you were my daddy".......things that tore at our heart strings and made us sad.....but we will go back...and I hope to see these little ones again. Typical home life in the neighborhoods and streets of Eleuthera. ...And then there were places like this

and this....

this.....

and then...

This trip was such a great experience, and I am so thankful for every lesson I learned, for new and deeper friendships, and for a new sense of appreciation for life.

I hope you all enjoyed these few glimpses into our trip.....if you would like to see more....and keep up with me on Instagram please go here.

xo,

Barb