The flight was quite a pleasant one; upgraded to business class Halifax to Toronto, exit row seat on a Dreamliner with six feet of leg room for the trip across the big pond, a full day kicking around London (took a city bus with all my luggage, that was a treat!), then seriously over tired, scored a very nice seat on Royal Air Maroc to Casablanca where I nodded off for a few hours, then hanging out in Casablanca's very boring domestic departure gate, wondering if I missed my last flight as lights started going out with airport staff obviously heading off home, lunch pails in hand, but eventually, an hour after the time given on my boarding pass, only three of us boarded a very empty Boeing 737-700 for the last leg to Agadir. We requested to sit up in business but the stewards wouldn't have it. Passport control, immigration, customs, drive to the hotel, check in, crashed....and woke up, stumbled out onto my deck to this view!
It's good to be back, in far, far nicer digs than last time, this place is serious five star! The crews have been together for a good spell and everything just gels, so I've been getting on with the admin end of running one of these operations. I spent the morning with airport security, the afternoon in a bank dealing with things I really don't have a clue about (photo below), but it's all part and parcel dealing with international exploration contracts. Picked up a nasty head cold, but it was in a pool in Morocco! How cool is that?
I really don't know how long I'll be here, and the management gig has the phone ringing and emails binging constantly, but I've been here many, many times before. You just do what you can and be proactive and things seem to work out. Meetings with the customer most of tomorrow. As I'm doing up the schedule I've got myself flying Friday, and it will be a treat to pull pitch and blast off into the Moroccan skies once again, but I seriously doubt I'll be able to sneak away for any camel riding in the desert......but maybe.......
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