Lookie here kids… isn’t that Tim sitting inside that ugly green van? Ready to leave on a 5 week trip across the United States that will culminate in a plane ride across the Atlantic to the Soviet Union. I’m not remembering the number of bags. I think we could only have 18, but then we paid for extras maybe? All those bags were the full 75lb. max weight limit, btw. And yes, we did cart a large proportion of these through the Paris Metro (albeit a bit later, maybe we’ll have more pictures then). Ah… good times.

You might also wonder how we got all those suit cases in that van with 6 people. Not with people sitting particularly ergnomically I can tell you that.

Your euphamism for the day is deputation. This is when you go from church to church asking people for monetary and prayer support. I suppose this is because they are deputizing you to carry out the good work they should be doing, but can’t because, well… fill in the blank as you will.

UPDATE: The longer I look at this picture, the more I remember. See this box? That’s our Epson Dot Matrix printer. When we got to Alma-Ata it had a gigantic hole through the middle of the box. It was amazing. It was as though they had taken a Javelin and thrown it straight through the printer. The most impressive part was that they had managed to get all of the circuit boards. This was back in the early nineties when most technology was still in a huge box with a lot of empty space in it, so the airline’s ability to target the most sensitive part of the printer was impressive. We had traveled to the Soviet Union via an Aeroflot/Pam Am joint venture. So my dad had to get a refund from Pan Am, and then get a new printer hand carrier over to us. I’ll write more about the topic of hand carrying things soon.

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Comments

Julie

2006-03-06T16:06:08.000Z

sometimes i am amazed by how different our childhoods were.  I think if you’d grown up on Pluto, and I’d grown up on earth, they could not have been more different!