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Okay here they are. Sorry for the delay. I've been extremely busy this last weekend and didn't even have time to be online. So enjoy the pictures and little story! :D

Gabe's plane was scheduled to come in at 7:30 Friday evening, so we left at an hour safe enough to stop at the zoo for a little while. We got to the zoo and found out they had closed about ten minutes before we had gotten there. Well then lets go see what the amusement park has. We drove around the corner and stopped in front of the park and went in to see what was going on. We weren't in there for more than 20 minutes just looking around and not seeing anything interesting enough to ride, we went back to the van. Everybody piled in and Dad turned the key, the engine tried to turn, but something wasn't kicking in. We all looked at each other with bewildered looks; our great van was turning on us!!! And of all places to break down (60+ miles from home!)!! After waiting ten minutes or more, Dad tried the key again. No luck. Just then, a family was walking past the van, on their way out of the park. They stopped and tried to help. We were quite amazed (this was in the Twin Cities) but we welcomed they're help.

Here it turns out that these people are from Kenya, Africa, and they are Christians!! We exchanged names and they took Dad to a gas station to buy some starting fluid to see if that would work. They tried it and the van started but it was only running on the fluid and then shutting off after they stopped spraying it. It was then that we realized it was the fuel pump that wasn't working.

In the meantime we had gotten a call from Britt saying that we were aunts, uncles, and grandparents for the third time! We all were thrilled and couldn't wait to get out of this predicament so we could make plans to go down and see him. :P

We had been calling around to our friends to see if they knew anyone that lived in the Cities and knew about mechanics and such. Someone gave us a number for someone who would help us atleast get us to the airport to get Gabe.

We got a hold of them and they said they would be happy to help and would be right over. We figured out who would go and who would stay and then left with this couple (Alan and Joan). We got to the airport right on time with Gabe's flight and we met him right by the baggage carousel.

Oh, it was soooooo good to see him! We at first didn't recognize him (his back was turned and he looked like the other soldier next to him).

Until we got right in front of him did we realize who it was! Sorry about the bad lighting :(.

After retreiving his belongings, we headed back. Dad called us on the cell phone and said that he had got the van going (something about pounding a hammer on the gas tank while turning the key) and to come straight back to the park!

We made it safely home, and stayed up a few hours talking, watching a dvd of the boot camp, and talking some more :D. So that was our night. I hope we don't have any more of that kind of excitement for a little while! :)