Israel to Ethiopia
Sunday, January 12, 2020
Everything went just as it
was supposed to! Finally, a travel day
which went right.
Last evening I took Leah
to the Ben Gurion Airport in the early evening for her flight to JFK, and was
back at our apartment in Jerusalem in time to get to bed for a good night’s
sleep. Up at 5 AM, and the taxi we had
arranged was waiting for us at 6 AM.
Check in went smoothly, but it was at the gate that we began to feel
that we were going somewhere exotic. The
four of us, Carol and Paul Goldberg, Joyce and I, didn’t look much like most of
our fellow travelers on the plane to Addis Ababa:
The Boeing 787 was just
about full—that’s around 300 people. It’s
clear that the geopolitics of the Middle East and East Africa influence air
corridors. If you were to make a line on
a map from Tel Aviv to Addis Ababa, well, we didn’t follow it. We took off from Ben Gurion Airport and
traveled southeast until we hit the Dead Sea, where we turned south and followed
the Israeli border all the way to the Gulf of Aqaba. At the northern end of the Gulf of Aqaba, four
countries come together—from west to east, Egypt, Israel, Jordan, and Saudi
Arabia. The weather was beautifully clear,
so it was easy to see us carefully fly over Israel and the resort city of
Eilat, and on over the water. We then
flew straight down the middle of the Gulf to the Red Sea, and south over the
Red Sea. I was wondering when we’d turn
west, and the choices were to fly over Egypt, Sudan, Djibouti, and/or
Eritrea. We stayed over the water until Eritrea
and then turned inland.
The terrain where we
turned west was the most forbidding you can imagine. It looked like desert sands with black
treeless hills and mountains. It looked like
a moonscape.
We arrived in Addis Ababa
without incident, and had a little panic when one of Carol and Paul Goldberg’s suitcases
didn’t arrive until after everyone else’s, but it finally came. We are at the Sheraton Addis, a lovely hotel,
but there was pretty significant security just getting into the hotel—like at the
airport, with metal detectors and x-ray for the bags.
At dinner we met another
of the nine in our group. The trip
formally starts tomorrow afternoon at 1:30.
More then.
I am a long time follower of Paul’s posts (and have known him and Carol since 1960) and look forward to reading yours as well now that there will be “dueling posts”.
ReplyDeletePeggy
Fascinating about the air corridors. Makes sense, all things considered. Wow, that land is startling from the air. I once flew over something similar out West (the Badlands?--I wasn't looking at a map).
ReplyDeleteRalph