48 HOURS TO DJIBOUTI
AM I EVER GOING TO GET TO DJIBOUTI? I'm picking up the blog where I left off this morning --stranded in QATAR and unable to leave the airport because of Covid Protocols. Damn Covid. I spent 16 hours in the Doha Airport. It is a beautiful, upscale, bustling airport, especially at night. I arrived too late for my connection at 7:50 am on Thursday, but not knowing that, I busted it down the gangway in case the flight ran late. As soon as my feet crossed into the airport building, I noticed a Qatar representative holding up a sign with my name on it. She explained that the plane had already closed its doors and the next Qatar flight wasn't for two days. I was elated when she showed me the piece of paper in her hand with two alternative flights that arrive on Friday, January 7. The first flight I nixed quickly: fly to Turkey on Turkish Air. Spend 8 hours in Istanbul, then fly straight to Djibouti. I would be at the mercy of Turkish Airways, o nce I left Doha and the Qatar h...