I left for the airport early Tuesday morning at 5.30am. I flew to Entebbe in a regular plane and then on the smaller plane to Butembo and Beni in Democratic Republic of Congo (or DRC). This is the plane I was on. I went on the steps while another passenger was on it and I was told by the staff to wait as the steps can only take one person at a time!!
We arrived at the Beni "airport". This "airport" runway (or airstrip) is a dirt road!!
Our plane was refueled in Beni.
Our pilot talking to a fellow passenger. You can see that the plane is not very big at all...it's more like a bus - and it can seat 12 passengers. There were 9 of us and including the cargo, we were already 11 kilos overweight. We actually have to leave one passenger behind in Entebbe. I was glad I wasn't the one left behind as the next flight to Butembo is the following Tuesday!

Turning 60: Reflections on a New Season I was having lunch with a friend yesterday and found myself talking about my 60th birthday. I’m not usually one to make a big deal about birthdays—but as I approached this milestone, I found myself reflecting a little more deeply. Sixty feels… different. Special, even. One birthday message on Facebook welcomed me to the “Senior Club.” Apparently, turning 60 bumps you into a whole new age bracket. What does that mean? Well, for starters, higher insurance premiums—got that notice earlier this year! But beyond the paperwork, it feels like a shift. This is the beginning of a new season. Some call it the “final” season of life—but I’ve decided to see it as a privileged one. Because now, at 60, I’m the youngest in this new demographic! There are perks too—senior discounts at movie theaters, restaurants, parks, museums. Priority seating on trains and planes. It took me six decades to earn these privileges, and I’ll gladly accept them! Looking...
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