One More Day

Ready to Go
Don't you hate to go on a trip and in transit realize you forgot something -- your plane tickets, passport, driver's license, etc.? I especially hate forgetting the etc. since that is usually not on my list of things to bring anyway. Since we have never been to India, we found that etc. and misc. were a couple of categories that needed much consideration during trip planning. Did I say trip planning? I must be thinking of something else, I don't think we planned, I think we...never mind, I won't bore you with those details (as if the rest hasn't already).

We are packed and ready to go.

The Little Pink Pill
I took the little pill with dinner tonight. Hope it works. I don't want to test it though. I think I would prefer that the misquitos stay away, find another host, one that doesn't mind so much. Why drink blood anyway? Don't they realize humans carry diseases. Sure, you're born with a straw for a snout, but does that mean you have to use it on humans? Oh well, I am thankful for the malaria medication just for that reason.

Radio to Go

Isn't it great being able to listen to your favorite radio stations, even when you are in another country? I can listen to Bott Radio and KLJC from any place in the world, even half way around the world in Bangalore, India. Or I can pick up a Chip Ingram message or Hank Hanegraaff broadcast even if I missed it live.