We got up Friday morning and got ready. We had packed the night before, and the only thing we had to do was eat, finish our testimonies, and get to the church by 8:30. I typed mine and we left for the church. We had our Bojangle's and went on to the church.
Carolyn brought the boys (they had spent the night with her) to see us off, and a lot of other people from the church were there too. We hugged and kissed everyone good bye and we were off. We stopped before leaving to say prayers and take pictures.
We got to the airport about 10 and went through security. Security is more of a pain than it is helpful - I guess. It says something for us that we haven't had an attack in almost 10 years, but it's still a hassle going through backpacks, taking off belts and shoes. Can't wait to tell you about the searches in Morocco, though.
Our flight to JFK in NY was uneventful, but it left late and we had time to make up. We did so, and got to Terminal 2 on time. We grabbed our stuff, walked to Terminal 1 (in 30 degree weather and snow on the ground) and went back through security. Again, what a pain. After that, we ate at a restaurant with part of our group. Had a burger and fries - the last real American food for 9 days. At this point, the Raleigh group arrived and we started introductions.
We met Paulette in the airport and got introduced to her. As we waited for our flight, the members of our group recharged iPhones and mp3 players one last time. Then we all boarded our flight to Morocco. We tried to snooze overnight, after another supper of lasagna.
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