The Flight that Never Ends

After many weeks, days and hours of waiting...we are finally off for Tanzania. But before we can really rejoice in the fact that we are finally free, we have to over come the two days of marathon flying; it is supposed to be 26 hours from gate to gate.

I, for one, am fully ready to spend the next 26 hours watching airline movies. I only hope the selection is good, because nothing is worse on a long flight than crying babies and a terrible movie selection.

kwa heri (goodbye) and see you on the other side.