His Turkish Airliner arrived on time at the new International Terminal in Atlanta, but it took an hour for Greg to go through customs. We got there early, parked three different times in the temporary parking to pick up passengers.
Finally, Greg came through the door with his baggage with a beautiful sport shirt and a nice tan. Greg reported every day that it was hot and humid there in Budapest. I said very little. I wanted Greg to share his experiences in Budapest with his friends, colleagues, and missionaries. God gave him many opportunities to be a witness for Jesus Christ.
Greg drove our car, a 2010 Silver Lincoln Towncar, the Continental Series. Greg was hungry and wanted to stop at a Waffle House near the Mall of Georgia. Each one of us ordered a waffle with bacon. I like plenty of butter and sugar free maple syrup. We love to eat at Waffle Houses. I normally order a three-egg, cheese omlette, hashbrown potatoes with onions, crisp fried bacon or two sausage patties, raisin toast with apple butter
Melvine prepared supper for us on Friday evening. It was good (a hamburger casserole with all the trimmings, English peas, mashed potatoes, tomatoes and we loved it. Melvine is the best cook in the know world.
Tonight, Greg says he wants us to go to Outback to get a blooming onion and two pork chops. Sunday, we plan to eat at our church fellowship hall (named Stephanie's Place) with our friends at church.]