Well, the big day is finally here, insha’allah. This is Arabic for God willing, and one hears it all the time. There have been times in the past months when I have wondered if He really is. There have been so many roadblocks, all overcome. The last was on Wednesday when they should have stuffed the container for shipping to Norway, but didn’t have all the necessary documentation and instead, two men came and spent 4 hours drinking tea and pop, eating cookies, changing the destination on the boxes from “Canada” to “Norway” and packing half a dozen boxes. Hopefully, the packers will come early, the container will arrive soon after, and all will be completed by mid-afternoon.
Either we are not meant to be in Norway, or we have a very good purpose ion being there, and Someone doesn’t want to see it happen. The numerous delays have meant that the pets will no longer have to go into quarantine, but can accompany us to Stavanger and our new life.
We have spent the past few days enjoying the company of very dear friends, all of whom have fed us, offered to help us get everything to the airport, and are available for any errands that need to be done today. Where would we be without good friends to light the lamps along the dark road we sometimes travel? Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I finished Snoopy’s jacket and rain coat, and warm booties – no photos yet, but there will be. A desert dog from birth who loves to sit in the sun in mid afternoon (30+ degrees C), he is NOT going to know what hit him when he is released from the crate to winter in Norway. I’m sure he will love the snow, and hate the cold, but will adapt just as we did to the heat of Arabia.
I won’t say my goodbyes to Oman and the Middle East just yet, and I still have photos and adventures here to share with you all………. but, in a Word document, this is a page break.
Hopefully, the next post will be from Frankfurt airport, or Oslo or our apartment in Stavanger.
We fly out at 10:45 pm.