My Narrow Escapes (rough draft)

It all started on the day I was leaving South Africa to visit my daughter in England.

My flight was delayed by two hours on day one.

Plane had a fuel leakage and we had to wait for another flight for us to use THAT plane back to Johannesburg.

We landed as I was suppose to board the International flight. The security made me run like Paul Nash never could to make it in time…just to find the gates closed. Then I had to RUN back through exits not allowed by passengers to enter the boarding gate on the other side.

Believe it or not...I made it but not my luggage. I did get it two days later but without my gift...a “scooter” for my grandchild.

Then the visit turned sour after I wanted to meet some of my AD friends and sun-in-law made it hard to enjoy my visit like it should have been. Yes he spoiled my vision of the perfect partner for my daughter…say no more!!

There was so many clearance sales…I went crazy and daughter bought me A LOT of new clothes.

Then the big shock…as you know you have a limited luggage weight that you can take on board…and I had a double load…ha-ha-ha!!

I could not bring back all my luggage…way too heavy...so I had to leave about half of it behind...had no money to pay the fine...charge like 32 pounds per kilo over...and I had like 25 kilo's...grrrrrr!!

Will have to see if my daughter can ship it to me later!!

My flight was very un-comfy...on my way back.

I was pushed into a corner for 11 hours...and became very uncomfortable...do I need to say more? 

Then when on Johannesburg I could not get an earlier flight and had to wait five hours before I could catch the next flight...because they wanted to charge me like R650-00 to change my flight...not like before and they did it for free.

And when on the plain at last...there was no food or drinks on the plane and we had to wait for the catering people to bring it on board.

And believe it or not...as we took off to fly the pilot made a joke and said…”today we have fuel…and we will be home soon...then as we were taking off and to the point of lifting the plane….all of a sudden the pilot made a dead stop...reason for that ...the autopilot was not functioning correctly.

Engineers had to fix the problem...and at last we left Johannesburg in fear...one hour later.

Soooo...I had a few kinda narrow escapes.

And the tummy would not allow anything to escape...lol…stress took over and made me explodable…ha-ha-ha…but I am still breathing “fresh “ air!!

It is good to be back at AD. Hope to be in your corner soon!!

 

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