The airline staff in Frankfurt issued new ticket for the route: Frankfurt-London-Nairobi-Djibouti (this was my final destination) They also promised to send my backpack the same way. Uff… 8-hours long Kenya Airways flight to Nairobi
was half empty so I layed down on the 3 seats until 5 am. In Nairobi I changed the plane. It was 11.45 am when I landed in Djibouti… Bon jour! (limited knowledge of english here since the beginning). When they brought all luggage to the terminal I recognized: there were no my backpack on the plane. Africa.
Heat, high humidity. I have heavy, snow-resistant clothes on me, no shaver, no toothbrush, no messages… No forms to fill – just write your name on the piece of paper. Ask tomorrow – maybe… Djibouti – the capital still has strong French military presence. Local people are friendly and streets are safe. One baguette cost 20 francs, an hour of slow internet – 250 francs.
1 USD is worth 177 francs… But were is my luggage?
