
It is nearly 3pm CET, and we are somewhere over Egypt. My alarm went off at 3am, and after only 4 hours of sleep, I actually felt rested. The morning got off to a rough start, we were 10 minutes late leaving the house - the luggage was just too heavy... we had to leave some things behind. When we finally did get on the road, we were about 15 minutes into our trip, when Jon realized that he hadn't signed out. This meant back-tracking for 10 minutes, and 20 minutes driving onto post and signing out. What a mess.... I'm sure you can imagine my frustration.
When we made it to Nueremburg, we couldn't find the airport. One of the things I miss most about the states, is thier FABULOUS use of street signs/road markers. Anyway.... we got turned around, and only by the Grace of God, did we make it in time. The plane had already been boarded, and we were the last to arrive. Our flight was quick and uneventful to Amsterdam. We had a two hour layover which we spent searching for 15 Euro in coins, to have passport photos taken in a photo booth for our Ethiopian Visas.
Our current flight was supposed to be sold out, but there are several empty seats.... a little more space to sprawl out. So far, our experience with KLM/NW has been great. The food is exceptional, the attendants friendly. I wonder if they fly anywhere near home?
In just a few short hours we will be in Khartoum, Sudan to refuel.
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It is now 6:45 pm CET, and we are preparing for descent into Khartoum. I was fortunate to get a window seat on the right side of the plane. We have been following the Nile for miles.... the landscape dotted with farms and plots of land sectioned off into perfect squares... compounds made of mud for houses... a sea of brown stretches out to the horizon... children play soccer in a field near the airport as we land.
After about an hour sitting on the tarmac waiting for the plane to be refeuled, passengers begin to trickle in, claim thier seats, and then we are off... In the time we were here, the sky grew dark. As we take of for Addis Ababa, only a few twinkling lights dot the darkness.

The flight was quick, just under two hours. We are seated towards the front of the plane, so we are able to disembark without trouble. We make our way with the crowd to the visa line, which by the way is at a standstill. It took us nearly 2 hours to make it through. (P.S. Although the lady at the check-in counter in Nueremburg told us that passport photos were necessary for the visa... THEY ARE NOT... we didn't even use them.) Thankfully Jemal, the AAI driver was still waiting for us. It was an interesting ride to the Ritmo Guest House, dodging both cars and potholes.
After landing at Bole International Airport at 9:55pm local time, we made it to the guest house at 12:30 am. We were all tired, so we settled into our room for the night, excited to meet Sidisse in the morning.







































