I'm sitting in my favourite chair, under my favourite fan (though it's only on "1" speed at the moment, since it's pretty cool this evening), and listening to my favourite BBC radio station. I don't even have to share my chair with Zane, because he's currently curled up inside my suitcase, which is sitting on the floor, under the fan, drying out.
Yes, I said "drying out". I had a grand entrance into Jb today. First, I was a bit shakey, because wow, we had a bit of a rough landing! Ethiopian Airlines has a great safety record, and I have flown on them a TON in the past years... but today, wow, a bit rough. You could hear everyone let out a bit of a sigh of relief when our plane came to stop on the runway, so I wasn't the only one who was feeling like it had been a bit of a rough landing...
Anyway, after the landing, everyone exited the plane. Of course, there are none of those nice walk-way things that bring you directly into the airport. Here, the flight crew opens the door of the plane, which turns into a handy-dandy little stair case, which you walk down, onto the runway, and find your way across the runway to the terminal. Today, when I got off the plane, I looked across the runway and could literally see the rain coming. The far end of the runway was soaked, and you could see the rain quickly moving our way. Unfortunately, a plane carrying some VIP just arrived in front of us, and as soon as I saw the rain and was about the make a run for it to the terminal, we were all stopped in our tracks by the security detail for this VIP. And we all had to stand there, watching the rain come, with a rather large, well, security contingent between us and the terminal. Nothing to be done but stand there and get soaked. The very second the VIP passed and we were allowed to go, we all made a mad dash for the door! I think this is one of the only times I've ever seen anyone running in this town!
Of course, then by the time our luggage made it to the terminal, it was completely soaked through, as well. As soon as I got home, I unpacked, and hung all my dirty laundry all over the house, making sure that it dried a little before throwing it in the dirty clothes hamper! What a nice welcome home, eh? At least Zane was sitting on the porch, awaiting my arrival. He sure was happy to see me, and promptly plopped himself in my wet suitcase, and has only moved from the wet suitcase long enough to scarf down some pumpkin for supper!
But, it's good to be home, to be in my own space, to get back to "normal", after a wonderful trip to Ethiopia.
Yes, I said "drying out". I had a grand entrance into Jb today. First, I was a bit shakey, because wow, we had a bit of a rough landing! Ethiopian Airlines has a great safety record, and I have flown on them a TON in the past years... but today, wow, a bit rough. You could hear everyone let out a bit of a sigh of relief when our plane came to stop on the runway, so I wasn't the only one who was feeling like it had been a bit of a rough landing...
Anyway, after the landing, everyone exited the plane. Of course, there are none of those nice walk-way things that bring you directly into the airport. Here, the flight crew opens the door of the plane, which turns into a handy-dandy little stair case, which you walk down, onto the runway, and find your way across the runway to the terminal. Today, when I got off the plane, I looked across the runway and could literally see the rain coming. The far end of the runway was soaked, and you could see the rain quickly moving our way. Unfortunately, a plane carrying some VIP just arrived in front of us, and as soon as I saw the rain and was about the make a run for it to the terminal, we were all stopped in our tracks by the security detail for this VIP. And we all had to stand there, watching the rain come, with a rather large, well, security contingent between us and the terminal. Nothing to be done but stand there and get soaked. The very second the VIP passed and we were allowed to go, we all made a mad dash for the door! I think this is one of the only times I've ever seen anyone running in this town!
Of course, then by the time our luggage made it to the terminal, it was completely soaked through, as well. As soon as I got home, I unpacked, and hung all my dirty laundry all over the house, making sure that it dried a little before throwing it in the dirty clothes hamper! What a nice welcome home, eh? At least Zane was sitting on the porch, awaiting my arrival. He sure was happy to see me, and promptly plopped himself in my wet suitcase, and has only moved from the wet suitcase long enough to scarf down some pumpkin for supper!
But, it's good to be home, to be in my own space, to get back to "normal", after a wonderful trip to Ethiopia.
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