We managed to
visit a local shop after going through to departures called ‘eM’native
collection’. This is a successful business, derived through the CAST business
forum run by Westville Baptist Church volunteers.
After checking out the shop,
we went through to the check in and proceeded to board our flight. We were on
time and I got to sit by the window and Jean-Ray got the isle seat that he
wanted, so, all were happy. We landed in Johannesburg
OR Tambo Internatioanl and collected our luggage as we needed to check it
onto our flight to Uganda. After doing that and collecting our boarding passes, we
decided to get some lunch at the airport Wimpy
where we both had a 3 tenner meal comprising of a burger, chips and a coke. During our meal Jean-Ray
showed me his yellow fever certificate and asked if I had
one.
Of
course it was the first time I had heard of or seen it and my answer was
obviously no. He suggested that we probably would not need it but he carried it
with him whenever he travelled just in case he was asked for it. If only I had
of had one…sigh!
one.
Of
course it was the first time I had heard of or seen it and my answer was
obviously no. He suggested that we probably would not need it but he carried it
with him whenever he travelled just in case he was asked for it. If only I had
of had one…sigh!
We finished eating and he
now needed to change some currency so we went on the hunt for a beauru de
change, which we found. However, they were not able to help him and told him he
needed a Standard Bank which he could find on another level. By this time he realised
that we were supposed to be boarding so we started to hurry. The next thing I
knew we were racing to the boarding gate which seemed an eternity away. We both
ran as fast as we could and by the grace of God we made it just on time.
Because we were late we were unable to choose our seats so we sat where we were
booked. Jean-Ray was happy that he managed to get the isle seat whereas I got
the middle seat in a three seater row.
We were happy to have made
the flight. I sat next to a Ugandan doctor who was on his way back home to
Kampala. The flight was 5 hours with
Uganda being one hour ahead in time. The flight was pleasant and the
conversation and company was good. Travelling with a pastor has its privledges
as I had my own question and answer session which he could not escape,
especially as he sat between me and the isle.
We arrived at Entebe irport 
at seven in the evening with a terrible start
to the trip. Jean-Ray took out his passport and suddenly realised that he had
lost his yellow fever certificate. He searched the airplane but it was clear
that during our race to catch our flight in Johannesburg, he had lost it. We did not need the
certificate however and going through customs was a breeze. We collected our
bags and as we descended to the arrivals, there stood a man with a placard with
Jean-Ray’s name. Our lift was there to take us on our three and a half hour
journey to Jinja wher the conference was going to be held.
The journey was long,
vigorours and tiring. We reached our destination, Jinja, at ten thirty tired
and happy that the traveling was over. Jean-Ray went to the guest house Arise
whilst I was dropped of at the house where I would spend the next 4 days of my
stay in Jinja.
Pastor Moses and his wonderful wife Christine.
