A cautionary tale
Those regular readers of Heartbeats will have noticed my absence last month and will also be aware that my daughter, who lives in Nairobi recently returned to Australia to have a baby. The reason for last month’s disappearance of Heartbeats was because I travelled with my daughter and her two sons back to Kenya.
Given that my daughter had been here for 3 months and that she had the paraphernalia associated with young children we had a mountain of luggage. Crib, cot, car seat, car capsule, pram, toys and then the clothing. As we had an evening flight we spent the whole day packing. Exhausted, but with a sense of accomplishment, we loaded the 2 vehicles necessary to transport us to the airport. We felt that we had made sure that we would arrive 3 hours early just to make sure that there would be no problems with all the luggage. My daughter is a well seasoned traveller so there was never any question that she was confident about our travel times; although all concerned found it intriguing that we were booked on such a late flight, 10.55pm flight. We arrived at the airport at 7.55pm to be told that the gates had