It has certainly been a strange start to this tour. I got an early night and was all set to get up at 6 am and be at the airport by 8 am to meet the group. Then I got a call at 1 am to tell me that the group had missed their connection in Atlanta and were to be rerouted via Barcelona and would arrive in Munich at 12.30.
I slept in a bit and caught the underground (known as the S-Bahn) to Munich Airport. Now what happened next is a sharp reminder to me that I am a woman often travelling alone and have to be careful.
I was sitting on the train looking at my paperwork and someone sat down opposite me. I didn’t look up but the person, a woman, asked me in German how far it was to the airport. I replied ½ an hour. She then asked if the airport was nice and I repied that it was ok. The she asked how far she would have to walk. For the first time I looked up and there was a very scary looking, scruffy woman opposite me. She said that she didn’t have a cent and would I buy her a ticket to Africa, as she wanted to see the elephants, tigers and n—–rs.
I moved seats but she followed me and then my phone rang and she heard me speaking English so started shouting in English about having a knife and killing people and bombs at the airport. I got off the train at the next stop and then got on another carriage and sat myself down next to a policeman.
Met my favourite driver at the airport and the group didn’t arrive at 12.30. They arrived at 4.20 pm but some were still in Barcelona and wouldn’t arrive until 11.30 pm. Hardly any luggage arrived either. I did feel bad for the group – what a start to their tour, but they seemed in good spirits.
Took the group to the hotel, checked them I, walked them into the city centre for dinner, had a couple of hours break before heading back to the airport at 10.30 pm to pick up the rest of the group. I went by taxi – after today’s experience there was no way that I was getting on that train on my own late at night.