It was a long flight from Portland. I met a couple of M-S volunteers in the Dulles airport, and one had already been with the ship in various countries five times. She provided a lot of insight as to what to expect. When we landed in Brussels to transfer to our final leg of the journey to Freetown, the airline unexpectedly canceled the flight, but put us all up in the nicest Euro Holiday Inn I'd ever been in and compensated us! We were all so whipped after 12 hours of flying (not counting hanging around airports) that this unexpected layover was a real blessing in every respect.
The next day we were able to resume our trip to Freetown. We arrived at 8:30 pm and boarded a “water taxi” to transport us to where the ship was docked. The water taxi ride was a heart pounding experience through 7 foot swells in a 1930's era boat, Needless to say, we arrived a little wet!
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