Never book a flight with Terminal A

　
Visited what is known locally as the ‘Bend Over Bazaar’ yesterday. This is not a gay nightclub as the name might suggest but rather a busy second hand clothes market in the centre of Bulawayo. (The act of bending over and rummaging through mountains of clothing has given the market its name) Born out of necessity a few years ago, this colourful weekend outdoor market has now become something of a feature of Bulawayo life as well as a must shopping destination for bargain-hunting wives. (Would probably go down a storm in Ireland at the moment).

Elle by all accounts, is having a roaring old time at the game reserve lodge where she is staying in South Africa. She’s been on game drives almost everyday followed by five course meals in the evening. (Her patron who owns the lodge is an American multi-millionaire). She is flying back to Bulawayo on Tuesday and I’m really looking forward to seeing her again. Mr B in the meantime, has actually come round in her absence and is in much better form. I envisage lots of hugs and kisses at the airport and you never know, I might even get some as well.

Talking of airports and travel, I want to use this blog for revenge purposes. Having failed to get an answer from Spanish travel company Terminal A, as to why they never issued me a plane ticket which I booked and paid for online, leaving Elle at the eleventh hour with no flight to Gaberone and forcing me to buy a last minute ticket from South African Airways, I now wish to warn others. Do not use Terminal A ever to book flights! (Having checked the message boards on the internet, I believe I have not been the only one who has suffered from their total incompetence!) So again, for the hard of reading. NEVER BOOK A FLIGHT WITH TERMINAL A. You have been warned. (And don’t forget to tell ALL your friends!)