Our adventure begins

Good morning or should I say good evening since it is technically your Monday evening and my Tuesday morning. Micah and I left the good ole USA Friday afternoon and arrived in London bright and early with virtually no hiccups. Somehow our seats were changed and we were not sitting together, however, they were able to get us relatively close to each other although not side by side. Our experience at the Heathrow Airport was painless. We did however have to go through security check in again which I found odd, but it was quick and although we arrived 45 minutes early to our gate for our Bahrain flight they were already BOARDING! We were hoping to get our seats together since we were several rows apart but that wasn't going to happen, so on the plane we went. Before we lifted off, I was able to move up a few rows and sit by myself. I had room for Micah but unfortunately he did not understand that and sat back where he was, though he did just fine. We arrived in to Bahrain early and luckily got through customs with no problems. Apparently others have had a bad experience but the gentleman who took care of us was rather nice! Stephen was there to pick us up and we took a taxi back to the flat (aka our apartment), freshened up a bit and were off walking to Ric's Bar and Grill. We do a lot of walking since we do not have a car here which will be good for us. Dinner was interesting. Ric's is owned by a sweet old Italian man and dinner that night was a Tex-Mex Buffet - HAHA! It was pretty good, though some one needs to tell them that refried beans aren't that runny (still good though). We were joined by two of Stephens colleagues and had a nice time for our first night in Bahrain.

Sunday is the beginning of the work week here and Stephen was off to work with Micah and myself fending for ourselves. We slept in and spent the remainder of the day watching movies and playing Starcraft. We went to the MegaMart (so not like Wal-Mart but bigger than the regular grocery store here) to get some much needed groceries and necessities. It was interesting to say the least as you have to get past labels and be adventurous in your choices. Buying American will cost you almost three times the price and surprisingly their products taste almost the same (I know, I know)! When you buy pastries or bread, it is all fresh and you better know that you are going to eat it soon or risk throwing it out and wasting it, and relatively cheap. We had Shawarma for dinner - absolutely wonderful and then had Marble Slab for dessert! I love American Alley lol

Monday I slept way too late, having had troubles falling asleep. Laundry and movies were on the agenda for today. We cooked in tonight and then Micah and I made a trip to the MegaMart on our own and did relatively well. Stephen had a long and exhausting day and we made it better by going to the pool. Did you know they chill the pool because it is soo hot here? OMG it was soo cold, but you got used to it after awhile. I decided to take an Excedrin PM to help me sleep and it did the trick!! I went right to sleep and slept all night. This morning I tried my new blow dryer as mine do not fit in the converters UGH! And now I have to find a curling iron.....pray for me LOL I will manage. It is just a bump in the road but really would like to find a happy medium in that department.

Well, it is time to go check the laundry and get this posted up. We have a barbecue dinner this Friday at one of Stephens colleagues place so I will write back then and let you know how it went! Have a great week

~deandra

PS - pictures to come when I have more patience for them to upload

Ooh-rah!

What a ride these last past few days have been. Wednesday, Micah, Buddy, Lauren, Reagan, her mother, and myself left bright and early for San Diego. You see our middle son, Taylor has been in boot camp for the Marines since March 19th. It has been a long three months, longer for him though I am sure. We left DFW airport and arrived in San Diego around 9 a.m., rented a car and went to Coronado Island to kill time before our hotel room was ready. We left Dallas with temperatures in the 80's-90's only to never get above high 60's in San Diego, needless to say some were a little cold lol.

We picked up Stephen and headed to the Meet and Greet for India Company Platoon at Coyote Cafe in Old Town San Diego. It was great getting to meet the other parents and families of the platoon members.

Thursday morning we arrived early to see Taylor in the Moto Run and to our surprise they were practicing for graduation and we got to see him up close and personal, though you still could not get close enough to touch him - we at least could see him and he knew we were there! Taylor made Guide of his Platoon - what an honor! His dad and I are so very proud of him. (that is Taylor holding the flag with the white gloves on)

After watching a video and listening to the Do's and Don’ts we were finally able to spend the afternoon with our Marine! I don’t think any of us every stopped smiling just from the sheer joy of being in his presence that afternoon. It was so good seeing him after all this time and what a transformation! He left a 19 year old boy and returned to us a Marine. We left him after feeding him at least three times that afternoon. It was amazing to see him eat - the amount he could fit in his mouth and the time it took him to eat it.

Friday was the big day! We left early to see the Color Ceremony, have breakfast and get our seats for graduation. It was a beautiful ceremony which started out with the San Diego Marine Corps Band and ended with the Guides handing off the platoon flags to the DIs. One of the most amazing moments is when Taylor and the other guides were called up front and honored for being Platoon Honor Guides, though a funny moment is when they tried to pronounce our city, Watauga Texas which came out as Wattatooga - I laughed through my tears!

After sitting Taylor down and talking to him about our new job and upcoming adventure, which he took very well considering, we spent the afternoon with our new Marine at the San Diego Zoo. Saturday, we took Stephen back to the airport and then went shopping for some new "civy" clothes and took him to his first movie in three months - The Avengers!

We left for DFW later that evening and finally arrived back home. Proud is an understatement. I leave with a mothers poem

I Give To You, My Son-

I held him as an infant; I hugged him as a boy

and through the years he has become my greatest pride and joy.

I love him more than I can say, 

his life more precious than my own,

but gone are the whims and notions of the little boy that I had known.

For the years have passed so quickly since the time it all began

and now he stands before me with the conviction of a man.

He wants to serve his country, he states aloud with pride

as I try to sort out the emotions that I'm feeling deep inside...

a union of the uncertain fear, which I cannot control

and the allegiance which lies deep within my patriotic soul.

I trust that my years of guidance will serve as a strong foundation

as he performs the duties requested from his beloved nation.

God please guide him as he travels to the places our soldiers have bled

and walk with him through pathways where those heroes' feet have tread.

Oh Sweet Land of Liberty, humbly I give to you, my son

praying you'll return him safely home when his work for you is done.

---Author unknown---