Guess what, guys? D’mitry and I made it to Padang. That’s almost as great as riding a giraffe.
So far we haven’t achieved much. But the plane ride was semi eventful.
Imagine, if you will, Descending the steps from an aircraft and breaking into a brisk walk as soon as you hit the tarmac. Then boarding a bus to take you to building that is the terminal. It looks small and you hope it really is because your connecting flight leaves in 30 minutes.
Now picture running through airport security, trying desperately to keep up with some official who is passing you through security to help you get on your next flight.
After all of that I sat at the gate for an hour because the next flight was also late. Now I feel kind of sorry for that official. But super appreciative nonetheless.
Stay tuned for updates.