A lovely sunny day is dawning in Frankfurt but although we have 12 hours to kill, we are not inclined to go Ito Frankfurt to meet up with Canmore friend Christa staying in her home town then. It’s a massive airport, very confusing. We walked about 2km from one end of the airport to the other and a train ride into the bargain.
I have to say the food on Lufthansa was pretty awful but they sent us off with a Mars bar each, yeah!
We returned to Cloud Hotel (going from Area A to Z to get there. We had a 10% discount from last time so settled into a nice comfy room for a shower and sleep. Ted had not slept on the plane but only rested for an hour before he went off on walkabout again!
I’d made smoked salmon sandwiches before we left CapeTown. We had bought sandwiches in Frankfurt on the outbound trip and they were awful!. We ate the sandwiches and I bought a nice mango yogurt, and that sustained us for the duration.
The last leg - Air Canada Dreamliner direct Frankfurt over the pole to Calgary (only about 8 hours) was pretty comfortable.
It was a full plane, calling standby passengers, and insisting you check everything except ONE onboard bag. Again very organized boarding from Frankfurt and Air Canada staff. On board, what a difference, nice friendly atttentive staff, our lovely Dreamliner plane (doncha love that window in the bathroom to see what’s going on outside!) And we are allowed to use our bathroom! Nevertheless my bladder feels the pressure from too much sitting and not enough water and walks to bathrooms, and it takes it a few days to settle down from that.
Then we sit on the tarmac for over an hour. Huge winds have closed a runway and we wait for a slot at this really busy airport.
I watch the movie “Girl in the Spiders Web.” I had just read the book. The movie is much different and I do lots of fast forwarding through blood-and-guts stuff.
There is also a wonderful documentary on the Okavango Delta, a popular wildlife area in Botswana, to watch.
Bad news, we have an inveterate loud talker behind us and he talks the whole flight to some poor woman sitting beside him. Even with headphones or earplugs I could hear him droning on. Many beers later, we were on the approach for landing and he asked for another one - refused fortunately!
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