Monday, 12 April 2010

Fly 540 to Zanzibar

The converstation goes something like this: 
'What time is the flight?'
'OK, what airline?'
'Fly 540'.
'I thought you said it was at 13:35?'
'It is'.
'So what's the airline?'
'Fly 540'

And so on. This was one of the very few flights that I've been on where I knew everyone on the plane except the hostie. We left Arusha as soon as the door was slammed shut, 35 minnutes early, so had to wait 35 mins in Zanzibar - but that's all part of the African flying experience!

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