The Bradford crew has united and made it safely across the Atlantic to Brussels, more than halfway on our long journey to Freetown. Some came from L.A., some from Seattle, and some from Boston, but we joined forces in Washington, D.C. for the long last two legs of our journey.
Most of us slept for the majority of the flight, including Dorcas who managed to fall asleep mid-bite with her hand still grasping a roll shortly after dinner was served. In Brussels, after briefly getting separated and lost and going through security again (probably due to a deficit of caffeine in our systems) all we have to do is wait five hours and maybe have some breakfast. My next update will be from Freetown! Until then, enjoy this shot of the snow as we flew into D.C.: