Once passengers departed the plane in Cap-Hatien, we refueled again and the cargo was taken off by Haitian workers at the airport. I was excited to see that our other DC-3 plane was also at the airport unloading passengers as well. After that we resumed our seats to fly the rest of the cargo to Barahona, Dominican Republic, except my seat arrangement was changed from the window seat to a seat behind the pilot. I was literally in the cockpit! I took the headphones that were positioned on the back of the seat and put them on, the noise of the engines dramatically lessened, and I could hear the pilots clear as day as they went through their checklist. Buttons were pushed, levers were pulled and soon the plane started to move. The runway disappeared from view, as we headed for the clouds, only to land a few minutes later, in Barahona, Dominican Republic.
Here the airport wasn't as busy, and I helped the co-pilot unload the remaining cargo, but soon others had come to help unload the rest of the cargo, and the plane was emptied, as the tank was refueled once more this time for the long-haul home. I spent the rest of the flight talking with the pilots between the radio chatter. When we landed it was my turn to go through customs. After that we taxied the plane back to it's place in the hangar, where the end of the day procedures were executed.
This experience left me appreciating what I was going home to, thanking God I had a safe flight, and thanking him for providing me with way more than just my basic needs. Flying over the Bahama islands, it wasn't just an ordinary day in the office that I was used to, and I am so glad that I was able to have the opportunity to experience the full aspect of what Missionary Flights does.