in Minneapolis

In Minneapolis

We arrived at our gate a little early and began to look for our next gate, which was G9. We were in A. A cart driver noticed us and wondered our next flight. He confirmed G9 and it was all aboard for a very long ride, maybe 2 miles. He dropped us at a pretty good restaurant near G9. I had a Swiss cheeseburger that was very good but unusual.  Instead of a bottom bun, it was sitting in a metal cup of cole slaw. We ate and chatted for quite a while, since our layover was nearly 4 hours. We went to the gate and took turns freshening up, made phone calls, and I posted the previous blog story. I also rearranged gear between the backpack and my carry-on.  When we were finally boarding, while we were told to have our passports and boarding passes out, a facial recognition scan was all they did. Or so it seemed. We lined up single file in the long gangway leading to the Airbus 330. An officer with a huge black dog went up and down or line sniffing for who knows what. I didn’t see anyone pulled out of the line like I was in Houston one time when I had beef Jerry in my luggage.  That one ended in everyone laughing including me! Once everyone was seated on the huge plane,  we took off for France about 10 minutes late.

We’re waiting for dinner, it’s about 6. 30 pm which is 2.30 am in Nairobi,  meaning we need to sleep as much as we can on this leg of the journey to get a leg up on jetlag.  We need to be sharp by Monday when the clinic starts. I might take some Tylenol PM to help with that once we eat. I’ll stop here and pick it up later in the flight. Thanks for coming along with us via the blog. I hope it inspires some of you to join us in this mercy mission soon.