Courtyard Hotel Eastgate
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... teens just returning from 10 months in the US as AFS exchange students. One of them was sent to Troy, Illinois near St. Louis and I said "I'm sorry."
They were fun and had a good time, or at least were putting on a great face. I've talked to many students who were AFS students in the US and the ones that were sent to rural areas seemed to suffer a bit.
... headed to Pretoria on the train, he refused to move from his seat and because of this he was arrested. He was then in prison, here in Johannesburg.
Next stop was at the Carlton Centre where if we wished we could hop off and go to the top of the hotel to have a 360 degree view of the city. We did not get off.
Another stop was to the Apartheid Museum. We did get ...
Did our final pack and got to the airport and said
our goodbyes to Rob. They didn't charge us for the second bag we
checked. Ate one last breakfast at the Mugg and Bean and then out to
the boarding area. Call for our flight and we took the bus out to the
plane but OOOPS!, they had taken us to the wrong plane. Found the
correct plane, very nice and had a ...
... all over. Bags are packed (after several cullings I’m sure I still have too much - thank you mum and Em for your help and being so patient :). I barely got any sleep last night, my stomach felt like it was in a huge tangle of knots (Mikey had no trouble, as soon as his head hit the pillow, and for the remainder of the night there was a steady snore!). I’ve had numerous dreams over the last week about doctors telling me they no longer thought I ...
... all of our luggage off the bus and get inside the terminal. It's 5 a.m. and check in opens at 7:30. Well, ****.
So, 50 kids with about 150 pieces of luggage end up lying on the floor of JFK Airport just...............waiting. We play Uno and poker and some card game I still can't pronounce that involved some yelling and arguing. Steven and I go searching for a bathroom and, at Arrivals, I find the hallowed bastion of 5:30 in the morning: A. Mother. *******. Dunkin. ...