Tonight is
my flight out of here. I am incredibly anxious about this…”what if I miss my
flight?” “What if my plane doesn’t leave?” “What if something unexpected
happens?”
We went to pick up my clothing
from Clement’s aunt, then to buy me a cell phone to keep in contact with
Clement as I travel through the airports. Riding in a broken down taxi and
walking across the main boulevard has convinced me that this is my day to die!
I bid farewell to Clement’s parents.
We took off to visit Seli Beach because it
is closer to the airport and on the other side where the traffic won’t be as
bad. It was beautiful to have a last look at the Congo River and Natasha came
with us too, but my thoughts were constantly bent towards my flight later that
night.
Despite my best attepmts to have us at the airport by 6pm, we arrived
closer to 6:40, two hours before the flight was scheduled to leave. At the
entrance of the airport, I bid adieu to Patrick and Natasha. Thankfully,
Clement was able to come in the terminal with me! The line was super long and I was bundle of
nerves. We waited in line for an hour and half…finally getting my bag
checked…everyone anxiously watched the clock as the time for our flight
came…and then passed. So far, no one had been loaded on the plane and pretty
much everyone was still in the same line we had been two hours before. With
most people having a connecting flight in less than one hour, everyone was
ready to be taking off. Construction workers at the airport figured this would
be a good time to continue with renovations (I mean, why not run the
jackhammers at 9:30pm with a crowd of frustrated people?), so the next 30
minutes was the sound of pounding through stone echoing throughout the atrium.
Finally, 40 minutes after the flight was scheduled to leave, I had a boarding
pass in hand and had to say good-bye to Clement when I went through security.
I
called Mom and Dad from the bus, telling them that there was no possible way
that I was going to make my connection, so not to leave home until I called
again. My phone wouldn’t work again until I landed in New York…
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