We set off at 5am from the Central Hall in Grimsby and arrived at Gatwick safe and sound and covered in snow about 10am on Sunday morning, to find out that, as we had expected, flights had been delayed and/or cancelled!
GREAT!
So we sat around for ages after checking in, there were loads of people who were also waiting, myself and Joe went to get a book from the shop as we expected to be there for some time and our computer update on our flight was just telling us to wait for information, no information about which gate to go to yet. All of a sudden as I was coming back from the shop before Joe had paid for his book, the screen had changed and they were about to close gate 12 for our flight! We were missing two of the girls who had gone for food, and Joe had disappeared from the book shop, then we lost Scott, luckily there was a queue at gate 12 and we managed to stall until we had tracked everyone down. Anyway, all of the rush was for nothing as we just sat in the departure lounge for ages as more and more people arrived later!
The plane journey was fun, if a little small but the seats were comfy and we landed in Tripolli just in time to catch our connecting flight. However, the whole journey was well behind and we knew we would be arriving late to Accra, even with putting the clocks back, there was no way of contacting Tim Folkwei as we could not use our mobile phones. We finally arrived and finished all of the baggage collection and paperwork by about 11.15pm.
as we staggered outside and heard someone shouting 'Scott!'. Tim had recognised us by (the colour of our skin!) and also - Scotts beard! There was a bit of a issue when we got into the minibus as some men wanted paying for allowing Tim to park there. The whole thing was a bit strange and we just wanted to get to the hotel - which is not exactly 4* accomodation, bed sheets for curtains and the absolute basics - meaning a bucket in a bath to use as a shower! We all went to bed feeling very deflated, this was very surreal.
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