This is our first posting from Nigeria - and by "our" I mean I, Tyson, am here in Nigeria while my family summers on the beach in California. Actually, as much as I miss them and wish they were here, it's for the best that they get to enjoy the summer with their grandparents and cousins while I get things ready here. So, whoever actually reads this will have to suffer through my writing until Diana arrives and takes this over.
So some of you may have heard that it took me a little longer than expected to get here. Here's a bit of what happened: I flew out of Dulles to NYC JFK on Delta at 4pm on
Wednesday 13 June. I was to have a short
layover before boarding a direct flight to Abuja, Nigeria, through Accra,
Ghana. After boarding the plane, we were
told we would be delayed while waiting for the special meal of a
passenger. About one and a half hours
later (by which time it was blatantly obvious that we were delayed for
something more than just a special meal), we were told there was an indicator
light that was giving them pause for concern and the mechanics were looking it
over. After the second hour had passed,
passengers began to become more vocal about their concerns. About two weeks ago, a Nigerian airline going
from Abuja to Lagos crashed, killing all 150+ onboard. The Nigerian passengers on my flight began
voicing their concerns, crying out that they did not want to remain on the
plane, as they did not want to crash!
Many were praying out loud that it should be left in God’s hands, others
were demanding to be let off. One of the
pilots actually had to come to the rear of the plane in order to speak to a couple of the groups that had formed and calm their fears. It worked for a bit.
After a little over three hours, we began to taxi to the
runway. While most passengers were
excited to be on our way, many were still concerned about crashing and began
almost praying outloud that it be left in God’s hands. As you can imagine, I thought it was pretty funny and had to keep from laughing. As our plane turned to head down the runway,
instead of picking up speed as we expected, our plane proceeded at a constant low
speed down the runway. We returned to
the terminal, at which time the pilot announced we would be deboarding the
plane and that another plane and crew would be found within a couple of
hours. The majority of the passengers
erupted in applause. Some, however, were
extremely upset.
Well, I'm going to post this before the internet goes out, so I will write more tomorrow!
Yea!!! So excited to know you're gonna be blogging!!! I can't imagine being on that plane with the recent Nigerian airplane history and people so understandably concerned! We're just so grateful you got there safely! Hey, is the background a photo of your hotel room??? Love and miss you!
ReplyDeleteI am so excited that you will finally be blogging. About time! Glad you made it there safely. Make sure you stay that way! Love you.
ReplyDeleteSounds crazy..... Just be glad you were alone and notwithstanding the three kids!! Oh wait, I get to fly with them! Haha! Love ya
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ReplyDeleteI think it's a perfect story fitting of your crazy adventure/life in Africa! Glad you made it safe! And even more glad that Diana and the kids didn't have to suffer through all of that. We'll pray that their start to African living is more smooth.
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