We left Addis a little late. Only in Addis do they call a plane and while the people are waiting downstairs for the bus, people in line for Djibouti find out this is the Kampala flight. They do not have a PA system with which to announce the flights that is working all the time. They do their best to announce a flight but there is usually confusion as people arrive downstairs. I get moved from 11L to 14J while doing the final check-in and find the seat occupied. There was more confusion as the plane filled up and many occurrences of double-seat booking. As the stream of flyers ended, one of the attendants found me a seat and shortly thereafter we left.
I slept most of the way to Kampala then scurried for the visa and luggage. Woops, only 1 of 2 bags made it. When it finally becomes obvious there are no more bags to unload, I trundle off to lost baggage and sit for 15 minutes while the lone clerk fiddles with paper and her PC, never once asking me if I needed assistance. Another lady shows up and asks if I am being served and I say "no" and that I have been waiting and waiting. Then the lady at the desk assists me. We do the standard paper work and the bag is still in Addis. There is only one flight a day so it is supposed to be here tomorrow at 1:30PM. Joseph has the paperwork and will pick it up for me ...
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