how we (ghanaian students studying in the gambia and i, a lockdown victim) manage to get back home with a very very very interesting arrangement. luggage strapped to the floor of the plane, food in ice chests, and zero social distance-

a very fun(ny) thread

idek where or how to start but boy that was one FUNNY flight . I had sooo much fun. anyway, so this flight was confirmed the day before although they had intentions of saving us before sallah. But in the gambia, after sallah they don’t work for 1 whole week. tears.

fast forward, the morning came. we had been told to be at the airport by 7:30 although they (the ghana embassy) didn’t know when the military intended to be gracious to us with their caroplane. so &;30, i got there. long queue. Ei Ghanaians and airport! We can be early o! anyway

so lucky me, i met two students who i befriended quickly which was great. i knew i wouldn’t laugh alone anymore. we were in the queue when staff started writing names on a sheet of paper. ei. Joe said “what if the plane won’t be big enough for everyone?

me i’ll leave my things here and run and leave you o. we’ll see whose eye is red." Little did Joe know that the camboo i was wearing was not for nothing. I have explored all possible outcomes and corresponding solutions hwerh.
we had been told we were allowed one bag each (23kg)

so we were all clearly overweight but trying. we get to the airport and bro, these people’s carousel belt was broken and they weighed our luggage but SOMEHOW, all our luggage weighed 23kg on the dot. we thank God for those travelling mercies except i was annoyed because it means

i could’ve packed more. we go and sit in the departure hall, waiting for this air force plane we had heard so much about to land. eventually it does, and the army officers came into the departure hall to ask us to sign an indemnity form. they said they won’t be held responsible

... for any casualties etc etc. oh we all wanted to go home so we signed because if you don’t sign, na Gambia you go dey. oh we signed joyfully.

let me state, that these officers were so jolly. ei. never seen an entire crew of state workers so happy to do their job.

they were very fun. so now we’re going to board. this whole time some photoo had been trying to take photos of us and Joe said when we arrive in ghana i will selected to speak to tv3 . Sia.
so before we entered, an officer took our form, cross checked it

(again, never seen a whole team so diligent) and then sprayed our hands for us to enter. bro. those steps were rickety but we’re going home aren’t we? We enter, they take our hand luggage and put it on the pile of bags and then we find a seat. now i know why we signed that form.

we sit down, wear seat belt. great. now the plane starts moving. one officer came to tell my sitting partner and I (we were sitting right in front of some of the bags) that “when we take off, some of the bags will try to slide down so just chock it with your hand small”.

ei. my confidence aaalllll. gutter. so we’re moving on the ground for a few seconds and then the pilot slows down for an officer to give a box to a guy outside on the tarmac. air force deliveries. nice.

ei. 10 minutes. we still dey ground. Joe said maybe some

students are doing practicals. with the aeroplane we’re sitting in o. hei. every time biaaa u-turn. i couldn’t doubt sef. finally we take off and water starts spilling from the roof. ei??? boss? na flight be this? okay. me i was having a laugh and a half herh.

while i was ‘chocking’ the sliding bags, Joe too was chocking the sliding ice chest
i told him to open and see what’s inside and he said it was jollof. i could even smell it. He said from the ice chest he can tell that the woman who cooked the jollof has arms. sia

when it was time to eat eh, ei. in fact someone said they won’t fly commercial flight again if this is the food air force is serving. ei. 4more4nana ankasa because jollof surrounded by army of chicken dier you won’t get o.

now, to the flight itself eh, hm. turbulence mu champion. ei. rollercoaster vibes throughout i don’t even want to remember. at a point we were even tired and the officers were lucky we had eaten the food a while ago or else i can bet someone would’ve vomited. ei. it got so rough.

i eventually fell asleep because the flight didn’t seem to be ending. i woke up to body pains etc and we had been in the air for 4 hours. ei. Banjul to Accra no be 3 hours?

ei. we don't know why we're still in the air. there's nothing we can do too. las las, we landed, everybody gave round of applause. 6 hours twentay minutes. we go lenden anka we reach. hm. applause again when the plane stopped completely. before the pilot vex and takes off again

we just give thanks and praising to God almighty. he protected our soul and our brain. it wasn't easy. but travelling mercies fresh from nature God. we're still in everlasting quarantine but i'm enjoying so no complain.

All that aside though, seriously, the flight crew did an amazing job. They really tried and you should give them a round of applause too. I enjoyed that flight so much tbh and idk about the rest but i'm sure they're all grateful too. Thank you to them tbh.