Actually, it all started at Botswana Airport… 15 of us check in to leave from Maun to fly to Cape Town, via Johannesburg, only 2 of us had our tickets cancelled. And yes you guessed it, it was us! How could this be? we asked the airport manager blamed our travel agent, but of course our travel agent was travelling with us(!) so they were able to work it out. Got us all a little nervous but was eventually all sorted, with the next leg (Johannesburg to CapeTown) confirmed as well.
It had more to do with the new e-ticketing system than anything else. However due to this, and a number of other factors where everything else at the airport was being run manually, we did end up leaving approximately an hour late… but of course when in holiday mode, who pays attention to such detail!!
Suffice to say, we were rudely awakened to this fact once arriving at Johannesburg airport after collecting luggage and getting through immigration etc, we had 5 minutes to get on our flight! well that’s not exactly right, we had realistically missed the flight… oh oooohhhh. This is where playing dumb (don’t say anything!…) and putting on your Amzing Race hat became very useful.
We managed to jump all the queues (they long and many) and get to the front. We managed to get on the next flight with the help of a fabulous check-in woman at the airport. We managed to get out of paying penalty rates at the Ticketing Desk (they didn’t ask and we didn’t offer). We managed to have our luggage checked through before the new tickets were issued which meant we had to get tickets for the flight. Once all was sorted, we then had to run to the flight with 10 minutes to spare. So it was literally running through airport, bouncing past people and things, over and under barriers and down stairs…. all to get to the last transit bus to the flight.
And YES we made it. All good fun really…
Cape Town – we were on our way, and only 20 minutes later.