Halfway there...

I am writing from London where after a 7 hour layover we have a 2-hour delay (minimum) due to a plane that "missed the runway" shortly after I arrived, causing all sorts of cancellations and delays. I was blessed to be sitting on the flight from Seattle with a missionary family of 5 on their way to Malawi, so we've been hanging out at the airport together, watching each other's bags. I called my friend Victor who is picking me up, to tell him that the plane is delayed. Turns out I was confused about which day I was arriving, and he waited three hours at the airport for me this morning. Oops! I also arranged a dinner for about 10 of my friends in Dar, which has already happened. Hope they had fun!