Johannesburg International Airport is Oliver Tambo International Airport is not going to cope
We flew into Johannesburg on our Boeing, landing around 9:10am. It was a great arrival - one of the first times in years that I haven't had to catch a bus from the other side of the airfield to get to the terminal building. Whoo-hoo ! But that's where it ended...
First the passport queue : this is when I realised how many international flights had arrived simultaneously - the place was heaving. Thank goodness for the S African passport as I got into a relatively short queue, and they were happy to process Zack's British passport for me at the same time. It was quite ridiculous really - people must have been standing in those queues for at least an hour and all the desks were open. What are they going to do in 2010 ?
International arrivals has 3 luggage carousels. Our luggage was supposed to come off onto carousel #1. It just so happened that luggage for 2 other international flights were also coming off onto carousel #1 - El Al, and Air France / Delta. There were plenty of trolleys but not enough space for all the people and their baggage. We waited about 45 minutes for our second smaller piece to come through, and in the end I had to pack everything up and put it onto the trolley : large suitcase (23kgs), smaller suitcase (14kgs), laptop bag, baby bag, and Zack's Maclaren pram. Heaven forbid I'd had to do it with a Bugaboo ! I was carrying Zack and pushing this monstrous trolley, and people kept driving their trolley's into my heal. I had words with 2 people and then really let the 3rd woman have it - can people not open their eyes and see what a palava it is pushing a trolley with one hand and carrying an infant with the other ! Honestly.
The throng of bodies trying to make their way through into the arrivals hall was insane, but once I'd got through that and handed Zack over to his uncle, I was coping much better with my wayward trolley and all it's load.
First the passport queue : this is when I realised how many international flights had arrived simultaneously - the place was heaving. Thank goodness for the S African passport as I got into a relatively short queue, and they were happy to process Zack's British passport for me at the same time. It was quite ridiculous really - people must have been standing in those queues for at least an hour and all the desks were open. What are they going to do in 2010 ?
International arrivals has 3 luggage carousels. Our luggage was supposed to come off onto carousel #1. It just so happened that luggage for 2 other international flights were also coming off onto carousel #1 - El Al, and Air France / Delta. There were plenty of trolleys but not enough space for all the people and their baggage. We waited about 45 minutes for our second smaller piece to come through, and in the end I had to pack everything up and put it onto the trolley : large suitcase (23kgs), smaller suitcase (14kgs), laptop bag, baby bag, and Zack's Maclaren pram. Heaven forbid I'd had to do it with a Bugaboo ! I was carrying Zack and pushing this monstrous trolley, and people kept driving their trolley's into my heal. I had words with 2 people and then really let the 3rd woman have it - can people not open their eyes and see what a palava it is pushing a trolley with one hand and carrying an infant with the other ! Honestly.
The throng of bodies trying to make their way through into the arrivals hall was insane, but once I'd got through that and handed Zack over to his uncle, I was coping much better with my wayward trolley and all it's load.
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