Thursday 8th September
Bole International Airport, Addis Ababa, Ethiopia
It has been interesting watching the faces people have pulled when we told them we were flying with Ethiopian Airways. The sort of face someone might pull if I recount the tale of getting my scrotum caught in my zip. Yep, that face you just pulled.
We boarded the flight not quite knowing what to expect, and found ourselves on a brand new 787 Dreamliner with the friendliest staff, the tastiest meals and enough legroom to host a small ceilidh. All-in-all, the most pleasant and enjoyable flight one could ask for. Never judge a book by its cover and all that.
The airport here in Addis is distinctly African - packed with people, chaotic in nature, decked out like a marketplace and with absolutely no concept of time. There's nowhere to sit, the queueing system is unfathomable and, well, let's not mention the toilets.
We'll be arriving in Johannesburg in the early hours, and will spend a week in that area visiting some favourite spots before heading to Cape Town to explore pastures new.
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