Del was quite hesitant in sending me off on my own for a month in the Congo. I admit I have lately done some weird stuff. I chatted a bit with a fellow from Nepal in the Calgary airport, suggesting to him that I was getting too old for this type of things. He assured me that I seemed just fine, so that gave me some confidence. All went well until I was boarding my last flight from Brussels to Kinshasa when the customs guy noticed that my flight was for a day earlier than my Congolese Visa allowed me entry. That caught me by surprise. Anyways, I have spent one night in Brussels and am now sitting for the next 12 hours in the airport.
Airports are really quite fascinating. There are as many languages spoken around you as there are countries in the world. Everyone is frantically working on their cellphone.
I just encountered the most interesting fellow. He was obviously a unique individual by appearance. In any case, he sat down beside me with a full large loaf of multigrain bread. I had the feeling that he was going for the full monte so I stuck around. I was right. In half an hour he devoured the whole loaf. And to hiscredit, he did it dry, not a bit to drink.
So at 10:30 tonight I have been redirected to Ethiopian airlines to Addis Ababa and then to Kinshasa.
Later.
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