Thursday, October 13, 2011

Two angels Misty and Karen

I have waited three weeks to write this entry. I believe in angels but where angels come from is another story, manifestation, helpers of God, an alternate reality or aliens. The only thing for sure is i know they exist. They are sensitive to the cry from the soul. I can't help being maudlin about this because i was in distress. To get to Kenya I split my flights. Instead of JFK to Kenya I booked jfk to Dubai. I met so many people on this trip it was amazing the two girls from azerbaijan, a man from Katmandu, a man from Kentucky who shared my love of horses, Jewish (monks) from Brooklyn..  And of course my two angels and the paramedics who fused over me. Anyway at 5am I am checking in to Gulf Air and before i know it my bags are returned to me. Unless I have a ticket out of Kenya they will not let me on the plane they say kenyan law forbids entry without return ticket. Now i have been married twice to Kenyan women have traveled 4 times to Kenya. So i go to buy a new ticket it is only $500 for a $200 ticket. I came with a hundred dollars extra so this was a crushing blow. I was now going to be homeless in Dubai. So i needed the internet to buy a ticket. The man from Thrifty (Katmandu) let me use his computer, they only support wireless at the airport. And of course I had none, computer yes. So I bought the ticket from Nairobi to Kampala for $207. But couldn't remember my password so i couldn't get the details and it was on a no name airlines. I go back to gulfair and the flight has left. I plead with the agent and promising to die in front of her has no effect. But another flight leaves at 10am but must check in at or before 9am i return to thrifty but his internet is down. I go to another ticket counter but everything is setup to force you to buy a high price ticket. I am now going between terminals frustrated as hell. I find a help desk and i plead my case and i admit tears flowed. And before I new it the paramedics were there taking my blood pressure pricking my finger and my blood sugar i think was 343 time to check into a hospital. So knowing that i refused anymore treatment. I lied and said i was fine with my heart condition i knew an ekg would for certain land me in the hospital. Meanwhile my angel has logged into the internet. the time is 8:50  by a miracle my password works and i get  the data for the flight. Karen then personally escorts me to gulf air counter she is determined to stay with me until i am on that plane. My bags are finally checked and Misty joins her and using there employee badges get me on the electric buggies and get me to the gate which is miles away. As i enter the gate waiting area they ask if i am hungry and I admit I am so they disappear and return 10 minutes later with two hamburger a fries and a drink from McDonalds. I offer to pay them but they refuse and I gave them a blessing for the rest of there lives. And so I leave my two angels much wiser as to the forces opposing me and those forces keeping me on my mission to save the world. For as Dana Quijote that is my mission no matter how foolish I seem to be I will struggle on and occasionally angels will take me under their wings and help me to the next gate in life.

2 comments:

  1. Good grief!

    What a story?

    Are you still in dubai or did you make it back to Kenya?

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