We were nearly last in line to check in. Yet we got middle and window and Paul and Nancy got middle and window behind us. When we were ready to roll, there was no one in the aisle seat to the left of Lisa so she moved over. I pointed out to Paul that It really isn't that bad back here as he squeezed out of the row with the the of them. Chuckle chuckle. lol
After getting to a transfer point in the airport, we had to wait. The Turkish Air desk won't open for another hour. It is a big room with chairs and a snack machine. Ridiculous. We can't move from here without a boarding pass. And even more ridiculous, once we get it we go through security. We just got off a plane, and followed a corridor with no contact with anyone but other passengers on the plane - so why do we need to go through security again. I smell make work project.
Our other option, which I would exercise if the wait was more than an hour was to leave security and go to the checking desk and get a ticket. Of course then we would have to go through security. Doh!
Sunday, June 26
Bye bye Victoria Falls
So-so breakfast this morning. Eggs Benedict yesterday was perfect, absolutely perfect. Today the eggs were near yokeless. After last minute packing, settling of the bill, we waited for &Beyond to pick us up for the trip to the airport.
On the way to the airport, a BMW raced by us. A hundred meters up the road were three police and a speed trap. One guy had the radar gun, the other a yellow flag which he waved at the speeder (to stop), and the third guy - I don't know. Maybe he writes the tickets.
Anyway, he waved and waved the flag, jumped out into the road, and the speeder pressed on the accelerator and was gone. Our driver laughed. "He escaped." I guess you are supposed to stop for the yellow flag waving police officer. How ridiculous. They had a police pickup truck parked to the side. Should they not have a cop up the road a way, a small distance from the radar gun?
A kilometer or so later there was a police chicane barricade. The white
BMW was no where to be seen. This road block had nothing to do with the speed trap, and obviously the trappers don't have a radio to talk to the blockers.
The airport was a zoo. We shrink wrapped our luggage just in case we were forced to check. We weren't.
Now we wait for a couple of hours for the plane. Paul is out running around trying to get his authenticity papers signed that says his crocodile wallet was made from farmed and not wild crocks.
I sit here, with free wi-fi. Whoo hoo!!!
On the way to the airport, a BMW raced by us. A hundred meters up the road were three police and a speed trap. One guy had the radar gun, the other a yellow flag which he waved at the speeder (to stop), and the third guy - I don't know. Maybe he writes the tickets.
Anyway, he waved and waved the flag, jumped out into the road, and the speeder pressed on the accelerator and was gone. Our driver laughed. "He escaped." I guess you are supposed to stop for the yellow flag waving police officer. How ridiculous. They had a police pickup truck parked to the side. Should they not have a cop up the road a way, a small distance from the radar gun?
A kilometer or so later there was a police chicane barricade. The white
BMW was no where to be seen. This road block had nothing to do with the speed trap, and obviously the trappers don't have a radio to talk to the blockers.
The airport was a zoo. We shrink wrapped our luggage just in case we were forced to check. We weren't.
Now we wait for a couple of hours for the plane. Paul is out running around trying to get his authenticity papers signed that says his crocodile wallet was made from farmed and not wild crocks.
I sit here, with free wi-fi. Whoo hoo!!!
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