I was reading a post here today about a flight to Vladikavkaz airport and it got me to thinking about some of the 'stranger' airports I have visited over the years and I am wondering would anyone like to share their interesting stories too ?
One of my favourite airport memories was in West Africa.
It was the mid 80's and I was in Conakry, Guinee. The opportunity came to travel inland to the town of Labe and naturally enough, I couldn't refuse. The flight from Conakry was on the Air Guinee 737 Classic and I had the best seat in the house -the jump seat !
Conakry airport was not the busiest place at the time, with a Ghana DC9 (as far as I remember) sitting on the tarmac. But it was crazy busy compared to Labe.
The flight took less than an hour and it was full to the brim.
We landed in Labe and rolled to the front of the terminal building, which was really more of a old, yellowing, sun faded concrete shack. In front of the terminal was about 100 people all dressed in their beautiful African robes and head wear. Amazing sight. The passengers from Conakry got off the plane and as they did, the outbound passengers got on.
It was a bit of a battle for both sets of passengers as they were getting on AND off at the same time. Some going up , some going down ! It was hard to tell who was who and who was going where !!
Sitting in the cockpit, the (Irish) Captain undid his seat belt and starting fishing around in his pocket for his wallet. He then stood up asked if anybody needed anything and said "I'll be back in a minute".
Sure enough, about a minute later he walked back into the cockpit with fruit and vegetables and placed them beside his seat, telling us that it was the best deal in all of Guinee ! The FA then came in and took the food to stow away.
When the cockpit door opened, the noise from the cabin was amazing. Human voices yelling and screaming and laughing and singing. It was like being on a party plane to the Canaries !!
After about an hour on the tarmac outside the old terminal building we taxied off and lifted off into the African midday sun heading back to Conakry.
That's where I got off, but the crew were then heading to Abidjan, where no doubt, the Captain could buy himself some more "great deals".
[Edited 2007-02-19 11:42:08]