Hello and welcome to the first blog posted from Kenya. I will write this post from when the journey started.
9am Friday morning, myself, Coxie, John, Lawsy and Sean are meeting at the church to gather all of the football kit to give away. James had already started his journey to Kenya, via Teesside airport, via Amsterdam, via Dubai. When the two vehicles are filled, my father pulls away with Sean in the back. After less than a minute, I get a phone call off Lawsy – I suddenly think, ‘oh god, what’s happened now?’, he then informs me, John has forgotten something and had to go home. I start thinking, is this a sign of things to come?
Me and Sean arrive at the airport with no problems, took the bags out of the boot, and start heading towards the airport. Sean turns to me and says ‘oh no’ and points to the bag, which has a massive rip in it! So me and Sean bundle the bag into the airport and find some seats until the others arrive, late.
We were reunited, but with a problem – a big hole in the bag. Lawsy and Sean then go on the hunt for some ‘gaffer tape’, but returns with standard selotape. He then starts to tape the bag up, round and round and round, and it looks horrendous...we weren’t bothered about how it looked aesthetically, we were more bothered if it could carry the kit all the way to Kenya, via Paris?
We then book in, and then take the luggage to the desk. As you can imagine, it wasn’t straightforward. John had two bags that were over the 23kg limit. John then stuffs all the hand luggage with football kit so the bags could get through. Then the bags go, and we walk to the boarding lounge. Nothing else could go wrong, could it...?
The flight to Paris was straightforward and smooth, but we all knew that Paris was going to be a nightmare. After we landed, we had a 7 hour wait in the boarding lounge. We never had to get the bags as it was a transfer flight, but on the way to our gate, we seen a bag on the runway from our bus, was losing a bag the next bad thing to happen to us?
After making a base, me Coxie and Lawsy went for a mooch around the departure lounge to get some food. After this, we had a look around the top of the departure lounge, and Lawsy found a kiosk to play Fifa 10 on the PS3!!! Yes, this could be our saviour from the horrendously long wait. But it wasn’t, the game had froze and we couldn’t reset it, damn.
Immediately after, I found a comfy seat, where I could lie down.
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