and taken to Medjumbe to pick up another couple headed to Pemba for
the Joburg flight. We had to wait out some storm clouds on Medjumbe.
When we got to the bar to sit and wait we saw a few of the party of
Russians who arrived after we left for Matemo. As we sat at the bar
many more large, old, shirtless Russians joined their friends. The
liquor flowed and they were eventually joined by a very pretty, young,
happy girl. She was very affectionate with one of them - because she
is paid to be!!! The Russians not only flew in on their own jet, they
brought a hooker with them as well! Elena took some surreptitious
photos, so check her blog to see some of the men
(sitatungadispatches.tumblr.com).
We eventually made it to Pemba and onto the plane for Joburg. I had a
middle seat in between Elena and a Christian missionary from South
Africa. She told us of her work over the past two weeks and miracles.
Though I do not believe in miraculous healing, it is always good to
meet people with so much faith (as long as they don't try and pull me
in). She moved to an empty row and Elena and I spread out and prepared
to spend the flight playing cards and reading. We were constantly
distracted by the four men two rows ahead of us. During the course of
the two and a half hour flight they consumed about four mini bottles
of scotch each and many, many beers. They were loud and obnoxious and
kept looking back at us, as if their behavior would endear us to them.
They even pulled out their camera and filmed us! So creepy. As we
exited the plane they attempted some catcalls in English and one even
blew us a kiss before exchanging hi-fives with his equally intoxicated
buddy. I definitely prefer sweet missionaries to drunk old men.
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