Here's Day 1 of Chris' Cairo & Nile Cruise Holiday Diary
Friday 13th February 2015.
Friday the thirteenth, now that is a good date to be flying forty thousand feet above Europe!
After checking out we left the hotel in the taxi at 9.45am and sat back while the driver was fighting his way through the heavy traffic. We eventually arrived at Heathrow at 11.15am where we checked in. The baggage check-in wasn’t open yet and we had to wait until it did before we could go into the departure lounge and to ‘the shops’. Once into the departure lounge area I bought some perfume, Roz bought a few odds and ends and then it was simply a case of waiting until we could board the Egypt Air flight MS778 which was leaving at 3.21pm to take us to Cairo. We didn’t encounter any problems boarding and soon we were sat in our seats on the Airbus 330-300 with a good view of an image on the wingtip of the ancient Egyptian god Horus who was there to look after us. Moving away from the stand we joined the queue of airliners waiting to take off and then sat at the end of the runway while the pilot wound the two huge jet engines up to full power. A short burst of speed and we were airborne and up through the clouds into the bright blue sky. Somebody mentioned food and soon dinner was served. It was a very nice meal consisting of cod with mushy peas and veg, salad and fruit. Turning the screen in front of me on, I half watched the old Elvis Presley film Jailhouse Rock and ‘nodded off’ a bit during the early parts of the flight. I have no idea what Roz was watching on her screen, or was she asleep as well? Crossing Europe we had a good view of Alps and then the coastline along the Adriatic Sea. I received a text message telling me that all was well for me to use my mobile phone in Egypt so I sent Keith a text message to try it out. I then thought why don’tI ring him up, so I did. He nearly dropped the phone when he realised it was me phoning him from 40,000 feet up in the air.
The flight had been a bit bumpy with air turbulence when we flew over the Alps, but this had settled down before we crossed over Greece and the Mediterranean Sea. The pilot gave us a very smooth landing at Cairo at 8.45pm local time. The clocks in Egypt were two hours on to ours at home. As our aircraft taxied to the Air Terminal Roz and I were looking out of the window at the lights of Cairo Airport. Once at the terminal we had plenty of time to look out of the window because we were sat waiting in the aircraft for half an hour until somebody could bring a generator along to the plane and we could all alight from it.