Monday, September 7, 2009
This will be my last post so pay attention!
There is going to be a thank you party for all my supporters (aka you) at my house this Saturday.
We will be serving dinner so come hungry. I will be talking about my time in Spain and showing some of the work I did with Young Life.
Now the essentials,
Where? My house: 6117 N 14th street
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When? Starts at 60:30 Ends when you leave. (around 9:30-10:00)
Remember this party is for YOU so please come and be ready to have a good time.
Please RSVP by e-mailing me at: firstname.lastname@example.org or calling me at: 602-279-3416
Thank you once more for all of you help and love.
For the last time,
Alexander Benjammin Miller
Monday, August 24, 2009
1st off I need to thank the Palacin family for letting me stay with them in Barcelona being such great hosts.
I also need to thank the Banegas family for letting me stay with them in Banyoles for over a month, giving me a chance to work with Young Life and being my family away from my family.
And of course thank you for being my supporters and for all your prayers. I would never had made it with out you.
Now that the formal stuff is out of the way I am going to tell you about my last day.
I would say I woke up but I never really went to sleep, David Palacin and I stayed up late watching a movie and when we went to bed I was thinking to much about how I didn’t want to leave and what I was going to do when I got back to the states and before I knew it the sun was up.
I got dressed and made myself an espresso. The Palacins drove me to the air port, I checked in and tried to think of every reason I could to stay. I asked David to knock me out so I’d miss my flight but he wouldn’t do it.
When it came close to my departure time I knew I had to say my goodbyes and I did.
The Palacins waved me off through security and I was on my way.
I made the flight with plenty of time to spare and had no problems what so ever.
I arrived in London Heathrow just a little late.
Now I want to pause to tell you some thing.
I have been to a lot of air ports all around the world Hyderabad Malaysia, Hong Kong, Germany, Barcelona, Atlanta, Chicago, Houston, Singapore, and of course Phoenix. Out of all these air ports I have never missed a flight. I have also had a (more or less) good experience at all of these.
So I arrive at Heathrow the only airport I’ve ever had a real problem with. last year I missed my flight to Spain and ended up spending 100 dollars on a pay phone to let Jonathan Banegas know that I would be a few hours late.
This year I was hoping for it to be different, I thought I know how Heathrow works. That’s just the problem with Heathrow soon as you think you know it there‘s a change, one time you take a tram to get to one place and have no security or anything the next time is a whole different story.
When I step out of the plane I see that it is raining. Go figure. Evidently we didn’t stop right at our terminal we stopped in some random place just off the runway and so we have to take some metal stairs down to the ground and then get on a bus.
The thing about metal is that when it rains it gets wet and when it gets wet it gets slippery and when it’s slippery American 18 year olds coming home from Spain with no traction in their shoes slip and fall.
Yeah I slipped and fell a few steps I bruised my arm and my pride.
There was a buss to take us to terminals 1,2,3, and 4. It just happens that my flight was at terminal 5 witch means I need to take another bus after I get to 1,2,3, or 4 to get there.
So I get on another bus and drive for 10 minutes.
I get off at terminal 5 and think that all I need to do now is find my gate and wait… I was wrong.
I find the signs that say terminal five connections and start walking and walking and walking.
I finally get to the customs… Wait customs? I thought I was connecting? …Well yes I am but in London they don’t trust whoever just checked all your passports and what not so they do it again. Ok, so now to my gate right? Wrong. Now I have to go through security AGAIN.
As I walk past the lines and lines of people waiting in line I find one that’s only about 30 people long and was the shortest.
I get in line only to find that this is a special type of security check where I need three trays for all my stuff one for shows belt and wallet, one for my laptop and one for my bag, my stuff goes through the x-ray and I go to get my stuff. Oh but I forgot to tell you that these tray’s are attached to the conveyer belt.
I have to grab my wallet, shows, watch, necklace, glasses, I-pod, head phones, laptop, and bag in a few seconds.
Thankfully I was smart enough not to try and put it all on as I grabbed it I just shoved it all in one of my pockets and found a bench a little ways away. I was amazed that I didn’t get the “ random” check.
I ALWAYS get the random check because I lived in India for 4 months in 2006 and still have the same passport.
After that I went to my gate and found they were boarding. The line was long but I snuck in to the 1st class line with no hassle the attendants were too busy to care about some kid in the wrong line.
So now I’m home free right? Wrong again.
I get pulled aside evidently they realized that they missed me at the random check earlier and decided to get it in now. (So much for sneaking in with 1st class to save time.) After a 20 minute taxiing delay the plane leaves London and I’m on my way home.
I arrive in Phoenix at about 5:30 and have to wait in my plane for 20 minutes because all the computers in customs are down. After they fix the computers I walk to baggage claim, find my bag and my brother Rem waiting for me wanting to know what took so long.
I am now in my house in Phoenix.
I will be having a get-together some time next week when the rest of my family gets back home.
I will send an e-mail with all the date and time.
Thank you all so much for everything.
See you at the party!
There and back again,
Alexander Benjamin Miller
Thursday, August 20, 2009
I never get teared up in front of people and that includes people reading my blog, but I will miss Spain more than I've missed any other place I've been (and I've been around).
I have never felt more at home than in any country (some times more than in the states) even though I'm not even close to fluent in the language I love it. The people and the culture are lovely, the whole time and even now I never felt homesick for the states.
Sure there are friends and family I can't wait to see, but as far as missing America goes, nope, nothing.
There is a lot of work ahead of me in the States that I will still be needing prayer for.
I have no idea where or if I will be going to collage, right now I am praying about spending a year in Spain to learn Spanish and work with Young Life. There are a lot of details to work out but the one thing I know for sure is that even if I don't come back to Spain this or next year, i am going to end up here sooner or later.
So please keep praying, not only for me but for the campers. i have been able to talk to a few of them on Facebook and in other ways. Pray that these kids would grow in there interest in Christ and the Gospel
I will be having a dinner for all my supporters to let you know what I've been up to this whole time and to thank you all. It will not be for a week or so after I get back because most of my family are not in Phoenix.
None of this would have been possible without your prayers.
On my way home in the Lords mighty hands,
Alexander Benjamin Miller
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
I will also try to get some photos up from camp.
Friday, August 14, 2009
I really love it here in Spain and even though I'm about ready for camp to be over I don't want to leave Spain. I know for a fact that when I get back to the U.S. I will learn Spanish but I really feel a calling to Spain and the Spanish people. Everyone I talk to here thinks I was made to be in Spain I'm starting to think so too.
Please be praying for the kids, we were able to share the gospel with them last night and it was good. This is just the beginning for the Young Life staff. They are going to fallow up and build on the relationships they have made here.
Please keep praying.
I will have a few days in Barcelona before I come back to the States and will try to get at least one or two more updates in before I leave.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
It's great to be with everyone but it can be hard at meal times when everyone is joking and laughing and I can't understand any of it. Some time I'll hear my name in a joke and wounder what it is they're saying about me. Sometimes one of the staff who speak English will explain but it's not the same. Please be praying for this week of preparation.
I'll try to get more posts in later!