I can’t believe that the time for our Africa trip was finally. here. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that someone who had never left the country in 65 years was going halfway around the world. I was ready.
Of course, before our African adventure could begin, we had to get there. That meant packing. I am not the world’s best when it comes to packing a suitcase so it was nice to have some help.
As you can see, packing is tiring work.
Well, we finally did it. Our bags are packed and we’re read to go. Leavin’ on a jet plane.
Since there were 23 of us making this trip, we couldn’t all get seats on the same flight so we departed in two groups at two different times. We were in the first group leaving JFK at 4:00 P.M. It was decided that we would leave Reading at 7 A.M. to make it to JFK by noon giving us several hours to check in before our 4″00 flight.
Here we are gathering at JFK.
We got in, made it through security and found out that out flight was delayed until 6:30. The week before there was a crash (no one hurt) on a runway in Dubai which is where we were going. As a result, they had lost the use of one runway while the crash was being investigated so all flights were delayed.
Oh well, we decided to go get some lunch for ourselves. After a bit we went to our departure gate. We were flying Emirates. You can see our double decker airbus through the window.
We were in economy so our seats were in the lower level.
Finally, around 6:30 we took off for a 12 hour flight to Dubai. Now, because we were delayed we missed our connecting flight to Johannesburg. Just our luck. Here you see our group trying to make new connections.
We now had 8 hours to kill in Dubai airport. We couldn’t leave the airport since we did not have visas for Dubai. There was only one thing to do.
Let’s hear it for Starbucks and a caramel frappichino!
One good thing about this delay, however, was that we were now scheduled to be on the same flight as the second group of our traveling companions. This was we all arrived in Johannesburg at the same time.
We all boarded and after another 8 hour flight we were in South Africa. There we were met by the woman who would be our guide for the entire trip. Rowena was fantastic. She, as well as a camera crew that was filming our entire trip met us as we deplaned. Keep in mind, I flew for 20 hours, sat in airports for 14 hours, was wearing the same clothes for two days and hadn’t shaved in two days. I was at my photogenic best.
Anyway, we were in Africa and now our adventure could begin. Next week…part one.