"Adventurer" -- he that goes out to meet whatever may come. Well, that is what we all do in the world one way or another . . . Allan Quatermain
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Hawaii Update
It is funny the way things work out sometimes. I think that I mentioned in my last post about how I had been trying to post about Hawaii for a long time, it was posted five months after we went. I also mentioned that the biggest negative impact on the trip was losing my dad's GPS,which was not the start, but the big drop off for my emotional roller-coaster, which I couldn't get off of. I think that the trip would have been much better if that hadn't happened. Thomas and I both prayed that it would show up and that we would find it, but it never turned up. We spent several hours of our very short trip looking for it. We both felt like the answer we got to our prays was not to worry about it. What kind of an answer is that? Obviously I couldn't just let it go. Even after we returned and we bought my dad a new one, I stressed and fretted about it and what had happened to it. Five months later, I finally get my post written and posted. That night I am watching television when Thomas walks in. He has a funny look on his face and something hidden behind his back. He pulls it out and I just stare at him. I don't know what it is; then it hits me. It is the missing GPS. I had never truly felt like it was stolen because we still had the mount and the cable. If I was a thief I would take the whole thing. We had looked everywhere though. We search the rental car multiple times. We search Thomas' camera bag. It wasn't anywhere. I still had unrealistic hopes that it might show up. I expected a package in the mail, or a call from the temple. Where was it I ask? He shrugs his shoulders and says "In my bag." He was looking for batteries, and there it was. He had apparently put it in upside down, so it blended in with the bag, and then it slid so that it was underneath multiple dividers. I still don't understand it. I remember taking everything out of the bag and having it lying all over the hotel bed. How could we not find it in an empty bag? Why were we not directed to it when we prayed if it was right there! It bugs me a little bit, but I think that mostly I have moved on. Maybe there was a reason, even if I can't see it. The plus side is that we now have our own GPS. (Although the activities we would have done instead of searching would have been cheaper.)
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