With apologies to the Gospel writers. In teen speak OMG! (That's Oh my God for the rest of us). We are loaded down. Take nothing for the journey - no staff, sandals, coins in your belt and don't have two tunics. I have many more than two tunics and bags of bags but more about the Indaba gifts tomorrow. We have loads of paper and reports that should have been printed on two sides of the paper to save trees but alas they were not. I can't imagine what the founding fathers had in mind when they called together the first Lambeth Conference but I don't think they were anticipating the load that we are carrying. My cabin steward looked at my bags with some amazement and I sheepishly tried to explain they were gifts but he didn't get it.
So far we have seen Bishops Leo Frade of Southeast Florida and David Alvarez of Puerto Rico. I hope to interview them in the coming days to learn their hopes and fears for the Conference. This afternoon I followed behind a man wearing a purple shirt but after checking out his hands I realized that he wasn't a fellow pilgrim to Canterbury. I have started re-reading the Canterbury Tales to see if I can describe my fellow sojourners aptly but not quite so colorfully as Chaucer did. My goodness some of those tales are ripe. We completed UK immigration processing today so all our formalities are out of the way and nothing but smooth sailing is in the forecast.
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