Amazingly our plane took off from Birmingham International
airport bang on time at 8am. My alarm had given me a very rude
awakening at 3.30am, I quickly washed, shaved and stumbled bleary eyed down
stairs with my bags to the kitchen to find Anita looking fresh as a daisy with tea
and toast all ready for me… now that’s a really nice start to my morning! By
4am I was on my way to collect Jeanette and Chris together with Steve who was going
to drive us to the airport and return the Pajaero back to Orlingbury. Once out
of Anita’s lane the roads were mercifully clear of snow and of course at that unearthly
time of the morning also more or less devoid of traffic, giving us an easy ride
all the way!
Arriving at the airport, it didn’t take long for us to check
in our immense heap of luggage (no less than 10 bags in all between us) and
head off to use the 20% off voucher that Chris had downloaded to buy breakfast
at Franky and Benny’s. It’s probably just me, but I couldn’t help contrasting
the extortionate price of the breakfast (even less the 20%) with the poverty of
Gambia. Yet again an illustration, if it were needed, of just how ridiculous
the claims of hardship emanating from the UK are: Anyone who can afford to eat
at the mediocre fare at these over priced, over hyped and it must be said over
crowded purveyors of plastic food is quite simply not hard-up! Anyway it passed a reasonable proportion of
the two hours we had to wait for our flight, the balance being spent shopping
for toiletries and food in Boots as Thomas Cook fights do not include meals in
the standard fare, so being tight we opted for a Boot’s Meal Deal !
8am saw us taxiing along the runway and heading due south
towards the heat of Gambia and the wonderful warmth of it’s people. The six
hour flight passed smoothly enough and I must confess after a couple of late
nights, an early start and the stress of the previous couple of days of intensive
briefings by Anita, I slept like a baby for most of the flights aided by a
little Celine Dion on my iPod.
Security at the airport proved to be a little problematic as
most of our huge bags received the dreaded white chalk cross from the man at the xray machine, meaning we had to
report to customs for closer scrutiny of them… Fortunately the customs man got
a bit fed up rifling through second hand clothes and medical bits and pieces before
he got to mine…. And ushered us on our way. Bidding him a bright and courteous
farewell, we didn’t stop to look back! Outside
we were met by not one but two drivers and vehicles waiting to transfer us to
our rooms at Luigi’s complex, so young Suteh got an early finish as we thought
we might as well put everything into Kemba’s minibus which had to return to
base anyway. Pulling into the hotel
complex, Mariama was there with her usual beaming smile to greet us and sort out
our rooms, a quick shower and time to head down to the pool bar for our first, very
welcome, ice cold Julbrew ! We had just ordered our second (the
first having slid down rather well) when we were joined by Drs David Southall
and Tanya Robbins whom we hadn’t expected to see until Saturday at Bansang. In
fact neither had Luigi’s expected to see them as they were booked to arrive on
22nd February…. However, Julie of course, worked her usual magic and
managed to find them a room .
I had spoken to David many time over the past few years as
we used to print the manuals which his charity projects distribute whilst training
midwives and traditional birth carers but we had never actually met. A larger than life
character who exudes enthusiasm and charisma in much the same way as Anita, David
works in many African countries, striving to improve maternal health and reduce
infant mortality; no wonder Anita always speaks so highly of him. I took to his
no nonsense but affable manner instantly and the five of us spent a pleasant
evening discussing various aspects of his work over a few more Julbrews,
although I must admit that unfortunately much of the conversation was way over
my head, although I still found it fascinating. Think I might have to purchase
a few medical volumes before we next meet….
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