Trying to Leave Africa

Here I am at the airport in Addis Ababa. Again. For the third time since I initially tried to get on a flight yesterday morning to Dubai. It was cancelled, and so they put us on a flight for later that night. When we came back the second time, the airport personell told us to go to the wrong gate, and by the time we figured it out, the flight had left. So here we are. Try #3 and I am really itching to go. I pray I will get there safely, even if 24 hours late. I only ever pray on airplanes. There's something about being so helplessly at the mercy of other powers that grips me when I'm sitting at 10,000 meters above ground. That, and a plane crashed this morning in Indonesia leaving only 12 survivors. Inshallah, God willing, we will arrive to Doha safely this evening. Man, it was a bad first day of the year.