Morgan's Mission

That was the best flight. I had a middle row seat and didn’t even move. I was thankful they gave me a Coca-Cola and downed it, then slept the entire flight. (I mean who am I kidding, I sleep on all flights, but this one I was out.)

Landing at Suvarnabhumi Airport, there’s nothing like stepping foot into Thailand. If you’ve been here, you know. The smell and humidity hits you immediately. We were all escorted to get our papers checked for the final time. (Just kidding) We had to fill out a few more that were given to us by people in hazmat suits, masks, goggles, and helmets. There were rows upon rows of chairs that we sat in until we were called. Then we waited for our turn to go over…papers.

Thankfully I was the first to pass, so I had to walk that long hallway by myself. An officer went over my papers for customs and then I was sent to the VISA consultant to approve my stamp. After standing there facing a camera for ten minutes, I realized that I was basically holding my breath that long and forgot to breathe. It’s so terrifying when they look at you, your papers, and your papers some more and you’re wondering if they could really deny you after traveling so far. I finally received the stamp and could breathe. After I stepped away and walked through the gate, I sighed a prayer of relief thanking the Lord for allowing everything to go as smoothly as it could.

Off on a mission to retrieve all 5 of my big suitcases. Well unfortunately they didn’t have as good of a flight as me.
My favorite purple suitcase – its wheel was completely ripped off.
My rose gold suitcase – handle was off and missing.
My blue one – the wheels don’t turn.
My light purple one – cracked. (They must have set something heavy on it.)

Thankfully I arrived in one piece and waited for the taxi van from the quarantine hotel to pick me up. When I arrived, they took my temperature and gave me a ham and cheese sandwich which I ate like I haven’t eaten in days…wait, I haven’t. (Haha)

*If anybody is traveling internationally, I’ll be more than happy to share a few things with you to make sure you have all your correct paper work. Thankfully in TX, Tokyo, and Bangkok I was the first person on every flight that passed because I had everything in order. God really helped me despite how many close calls I had.

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