On April 6th, we were told to show up at the mission home with our suitcases packed and be ready to go to the airport. After exhaustive negotiations, the Church arranged for all of the foreign missionaries (including the senior missionaries) to leave Samoa. They (Church Travel) arranged for a charter flight by Fiji airlines to pick us up and take us to Sydney. We arrived at the airport at about 9:30 and found that the arrangements were not quite complete. In fact, our mission president had to really negotiate to allow us to take our luggage. Once we crossed that hurdle, the nation of Australia had not given official permission for us to pass through. We had several good Samoan members there with us who had diplomatic ties who spent hours on the phone to make the necessary accommodations for us to pass through Australia (thank you Brother Kio). Finally, we boarded the plane in Samoa at 4:00 PM. The flight crew had isolated themselves for two weeks to be able to take us to Australia. They were so kind to us. Just before we landed in Sydney, one of the stewards explained what it meant to them to bring the missionaries home. He was not a member of the Church but read Psalm 91 on the intercom to us with these comforting words,
“There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.”
That night, we were dropped off in Sydney to board a Boeing 777 with two other missions to fly directly to Salt Lake City. We combined with two other missions (one from Australia and one from New Zealand) and were given first class seats on the charter flight from Delta Airlines. For the next 14 hours, we relaxed in our full reclining seats, visited, slept, and listened to around 300 junior missionaries singing the songs of Zion on the plane. We arrived in Salt Lake City at about 6:00 PM (still on April 6th- time travel). We were too late to make a connecting flight to home but they offered to take us in a shuttle, stay a night in a hotel, shuttle us back the next morning, and catch a flight back home. We decided to forego the several opportunities to be exposed to the coronavirus and instead, rented a car and drove straight home. At 6:00 AM the next morning, we drove into our driveway and went straight to bed. When we got up at noon, there were some banners on our van welcoming us home from our family by way of some wonderful neighbors and friends!
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Samoa Apia Missionaries aboard Fiji Airlines going to Sydney |

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Missionaries from Samoa, New Zealand, and Australia going to Salt Lake on Delta Airlines |
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Banners from our family |

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Sister Lloyd riding in first class from Sydney to Salt Lake City
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