25th June – We got bumped!!!!
We woke up at our
dodgy hotel, still in a deep depression after leaving Ant’s Hill and went to a
very mediocre breakfast. Before
breakfast we took our luggage to the front office and reminded them that we
were booked on the 8am shuttle to the airport.
At seven minutes to eight we went to the office to be told –“sorry the
bus has gone”. After expressing our disappointment in this, the receptionist
pick up the phone then said that the driver would be here soon. He went and got the bus (from the garage) and
‘drove’ us to the airport. We did over 100ks in 60 zones, up on the verge and
at least 100 meters on the wrong side then through the red light.!
We got to the
airport, check in and went to do some Duty Free shopping. We arrived at the
gate – seven minutes before final boarding to be told “sorry, we have bumped
you to the afternoon flight”.
We told them that
this would not do as we had connections etc.
“Sorry, your luggage has been off loaded. The flight is at 3pm. Go to the transit desk
to get boarding passes.” We pleaded,
begged, whimpered. No joy.
We then managed to
get a flight with another airline, but Air Botswana could not release our
luggage. It would take at least four hour to get it back. They will send it up on the 3pm flight. Then we panicked about the no luggage flying
without the owner rules and decided to wait. Yah! Six hours in an airport. Plus we would now
arrive in Botswana at 5pm not 11am and had a four-hour road trip to our next
port of call.
So what do you
do? Get lunch and eat it very
slowly. Have a back massage, look at the
shops, update your blog, have a foot massage then go and sit at the gate. Sarah
bought Rayban – folding – wayfarers!!
It’s very exciting. And of course this flight left late.
So, we decided to
change our plans. We would skip our
booked visit to The Kalahari and spend the time in Maun, in the heart of the
Okavango Delta. The four hour drive would have taken five in the dark (and
would not have been safe) and would only give us one full day there.
We got our car and
drove around Maun. It was just like we imagined Africa to be. One busy main road with things happening
everywhere. People walking all over the road, cows wandering around, goats
everywhere, chickens and dogs, everyone in really bright colours. Didn’t expect
the heaps of donkeys wandering around. Many of the donkeys were tethered
together in pairs with a neck rope about 1/2 meter long. Very funny. And the
lovely mud huts with thatched roofs.
We got to our
accommodation, made of imitation traditional huts. All in a circle around a
fire pit. We watched the Bush Baby’s
race around the trees at dusk. They were
a bit smaller than a squirrel but rounder and could leap massive distances and
are so fast you could barely see them. We
think they were teleporting.
Just as we were
going to go and get some dinner the town lost power. We sat for a while around
the fire pit then decided to skip dinner and go to bed. It was 7.30pm after
all.
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