Safe Arrival

Salt Lake City to Chicago, Chicago to Brussels, Brussels to Monrovia, from Monrovia on a very bumpy road to the Africa Mercy ported on the Atlantic ocean. I have reached my new home! I would say I am sure happy to be on solid ground after flying for so long, but I am not on solid ground. I am on a ship! Either way, I am glad to be here. My body has no clue what time it is at this point. I did attempt to eat breakfast this morning we shall see how it settles. My stomach has been upset since Friday. I didn't think I would have to take so many trips to the bathroom so soon in my trip. Hopefully this is behind me. It was 96* F when I got off the airplane here. Slightly different from New Hampshire! Wow! This morning, I am sitting in the internet cafe on the ship, looking out the window at the Atlantic Ocean watching people come to the ship. We have our own private secure dock with the United Nations station right next to us. I don't know what my plans are for the day, but orientation is going to start soon and hopefully I will get a tour of the ship. I barely know where my room is. Speaking of my room, I have 5 roommates. We live in a small suite of sorts. I have the bottom bunk. I briefly met my roommate this morning. She is a nurse as well and from some place in Europe, her accent gives that away and her medical books aren't in English. I am sure I will get plenty of time to learn more about her later. I am going to unpack my suitcase and possibly take a nap even though I just got up 45 mins ago. I will keep you posted. I love all of you. Oh, so about the things to trip over. I tripped going into the bathroom after only 5 mins on the ship. YIKES. Take care. Love ya.