Benjamin needed to take the PSAT, and the closest place for him to take it was Brisbane. So once again, the family drove out to Honiara's airport Tuesday morning.
Aaron and the girls waved us through the door for passengers,
then they headed upstairs to the roof
to do school and to wait for Benjamin and me to walk across to the plane.
There's something about hearing somebody cheer for you that just makes your day! Benjamin worked on physics homework while we flew across to Brisbane.
Early Wednesday morning, one of our colleagues drove us to the testing site where Benjamin took the PSAT alongside seven other students. God worked out all of the details to have this American test offered in a place and time where we could attend.
While Benjamin used his brainpower, I sat and visited in a coffee shop with an American couple whose daughter was also taking the exam. There are so many interesting people in this world! When Benjamin was finished, we ate a quick lunch and he enjoyed a caramel milkshake.
Then we caught the train over to the eye doctor's office to pick up our new glasses.
Thursday was full of shopping for exciting things like printer ink and silicon muffin pans. I'm especially thankful for a nice apartment to rest our weary heads and for the amazing woman, Liz, who keeps it ready for people who work in Bible translation around the world. I really enjoyed the quiet mornings as the sun peeked in the kitchen window.
Then it was time to turn around and come back home to reunite Team Choate.
Friday afternoon, we stepped off the plane to a loud welcome from on top of the airport.
And since public display of affection isn't socially acceptable here, we hopped in the vehicle and hid our "welcome back" kiss behind Aaron's hat. It's good to be home.