| Dairy over Arthur's
Tanganyika trip 25. august til 26. october 2007
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| Saturday the 25th of August 2007 | ||
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As it so often does time passed quickly, and in the last couple of days before departure I suddenly had many things that needed to be taken care. My otherwise so calm: “There is plenty of time – I’ll easily make it” attitude, was replaced by: “I have to take a day off from work earlier then expected to get everything ready in time!” Finally, the day of departure came, and at half past two, my wife Jeanett and I left for the airport. Here I exchanged my bundles of small dollar bills into one small stack of big bills. At the airport Kenneth and his family were waiting, also Carsten (THORLEIF) showed up to say farewell. After having checked in, and having paid 3000 Danish crowns for excess weight, we were about ready to say goodbye. It really wasn’t too easy, and I had to concentrate quite a bit not to look too pathetic. Well, despite everything we said our goodbyes and made it through security without too much static. In this case meaning, that we fairly easily were able to explain to the security staff why we had 150 penlight batteries, along with a range of small electronic gadgets. Our plane was scheduled to leave at 17:25, and would you believe it - it did! Who says that Kenya Airways can’t be on time? After an hour in the air, we landed in the Amsterdam airport, and now had two hours to get something to eat. Next part of the trip was from Amsterdam to Nairobi Kenya, and this was something else than flying from Copenhagen to Amsterdam. Nine hours in an airplane in the middle of the night, landing at six thirty in the a.m. It was actually a pretty comfortable flight, but I do also have a talent for sleeping, which the others wouldn’t let me hear the end of. |
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| Sunday the 26th. Of august 2007 | ||
| Having arrived in Nairobi
we now had two hours before the next flight left for Lusaka, and what
two hours! Never have I seen so rundown an airport. Only highlight was
the coffee, which was really good, and had I known what was waiting
ahead I probably would have had a couple cups more. The clock struck ten
and we left on a plane for Lusaka. In Lusaka we were picked up in the
airport, and on our way to the hotel we went by a supermarket to get
food for the bus drive, and a VERY necessary card of minutes for the
cell phone. Necessary was later turned into something along the lines
of: Do you know what I have saved you of? And yes I do know. I was saved
of calling my wife more than four times, since the damn card constantly
refused to work. On the last day it turned out that the card with
minutes I had brought from Denmark was working just fine, even though it
shouldn’t be. Anyways, we arrived at the hotel and were shown to a decent room, and had lunch and dinner before we turned in early after the first part of our journey. I was looking forward to the bus ride through Zambia, while my friend feared the many hours in a bus with no leg room and a stench we were told was horrific. The stench turned out to be true and worse was that it was practically impossible to take a leak, since the bus never stopped more than three minutes at a time, and was quick to leave passengers behind. I set the alarm clock for three in the a.m., so that we could catch the bus at four, and went to bed.
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