A few weeks ago we had the opportunity to travel to Africa for a Maverick Epic trip. And it was epic! So many great memories and adventures. But first, we had to get there.
We left on a Friday morning. Our first flight was to MSP. It felt a little like being back home. On our way between gates we stopped at the rest rooms. I hung my hoodie on the hook on the back of the door. I put our passports and tickets in the pocket. I went about my business. I put my backpack back on. I carefully grabbed my hoodie, making sure everything was still in the pocket. I washed my hands. I reached into the pocket and... no passports! Other pocket... nothing. Floor... no sign of them. I ran out of the bathroom (freaking out) to tell Ben. Then back into the bathroom to check the floors and ask the ladies in there. No passports. Great. We hadn't even left the country, and now we can't leave the country! I was so upset with myself. I reported back to Ben. He was very chill and unconcerned, by the way. As I headed back to the restroom to look again, he went to the closest Delta gate. Sure enough, someone had found our passports and tickets and returned them. Still baffles me as to how I managed to lose them.
Ben used his global upgrades to get us into Business Class. It was so nice to have room, good food and a seat that went flat for sleeping. We traveled to Amsterdam in comfort. Once there we went to the lounge to see if we could get an upgrade to Johannesburg (that leg was KLM and Delta can't confirm upgrades). Luckily for us, we got the upgrades for that leg too! Another pampered flight for us.
We arrived in Johannesburg around 9 pm. We had a driver waiting for us to bring us to our hotel. We stayed at a very nice boutique hotel owned by Starwood (Ten Bompas). The staff took great care of us. In our room we had "welcome fruits" and champagne. Our shower was also a steam room.
And after a good night's sleep in a real bed, we began our "real" trip.
We left on a Friday morning. Our first flight was to MSP. It felt a little like being back home. On our way between gates we stopped at the rest rooms. I hung my hoodie on the hook on the back of the door. I put our passports and tickets in the pocket. I went about my business. I put my backpack back on. I carefully grabbed my hoodie, making sure everything was still in the pocket. I washed my hands. I reached into the pocket and... no passports! Other pocket... nothing. Floor... no sign of them. I ran out of the bathroom (freaking out) to tell Ben. Then back into the bathroom to check the floors and ask the ladies in there. No passports. Great. We hadn't even left the country, and now we can't leave the country! I was so upset with myself. I reported back to Ben. He was very chill and unconcerned, by the way. As I headed back to the restroom to look again, he went to the closest Delta gate. Sure enough, someone had found our passports and tickets and returned them. Still baffles me as to how I managed to lose them.
Ben used his global upgrades to get us into Business Class. It was so nice to have room, good food and a seat that went flat for sleeping. We traveled to Amsterdam in comfort. Once there we went to the lounge to see if we could get an upgrade to Johannesburg (that leg was KLM and Delta can't confirm upgrades). Luckily for us, we got the upgrades for that leg too! Another pampered flight for us.
We arrived in Johannesburg around 9 pm. We had a driver waiting for us to bring us to our hotel. We stayed at a very nice boutique hotel owned by Starwood (Ten Bompas). The staff took great care of us. In our room we had "welcome fruits" and champagne. Our shower was also a steam room.
And after a good night's sleep in a real bed, we began our "real" trip.
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