Arrival at Heathrow Airport London by Mphoeng Ofithile, the journey continues next edition–Elephants of Botswana

Prior announcements were made before landing at Heathrow so I had my eyes open to see the Airport that I had long heard of while in Botswana. As a consequence of an incident in Johannesburg where I almost lost my bag, I made arrangements in advance to make sure I do not experience the same problem. I was sitting next to the American couple from Johannesburg to London so I had conversations with them about the fact that it was my first time overseas and they offered to help me in the Airport. When we disembarked the plane I just walked down with them into the Airport. Although they were in transit to America they paused and showed me where to go to reclaim my baggage and the immigration procedures. I was humbled by the couple good gesture and in London I did not experience any problems of leaving my bag behind.
After doing all Airport’s checking I had to locate Terminal 5 to board a bus to Bristol. I did not struggle to locate the National Express Offices. I arrived a bit early about two hours before the departure. The personnel at National Express Offices advised me to change boarding times if I wish but I was not bothered tochange times, I was swamped into seeing the magnificent Airport. I went into the waiting room earlier though; there was a lady of African origin in the waiting room. I asked her where she was going so that she could show me the way if we were going same direction (Bristol). She responded negativelywhy do you ask me where I am going? You know I got unhappy with the bad manners that she was displaying. I asked her what the time was as my watch was also disorientated and I had to reset it. She was not willing to help which was irritating to me. Then after sometime, John came into the waiting room he had a good sense of humor, he helped me with time and I was able to reset my watch. He checked my ticket and he found out that we were boarding the same bus to Bristol.
On the way it was raining slightly, and the sky was completely Grey and I must say very cold weather. In Bristol I got out of bus to collect my bag, so I was disorientated even when the bus was coming down it was as if it was going in circles. Now my worry was to find Ruth and Ben who kindly offered to pick me up from the Bristol Bus Station and accommodate me for some time. I had a cell phone with Botswana card which was not helpful so I needed to locate them visually and by being on time. I fetched my bag and I turned around to look for Ruth and Ben. I saw Ruth waving immediately I picked my bag and went to the direction of the waiting room. They were a lot of people in the waiting room, I lost glimpse of Ruth for some time which gave me a scare.
Ruth and Ben kindly took me to the University of Bristol before driving home and got an excellent reception from Ruth and Ben.
I was perplexed by the number of roads, streets and every road being paved no pot holes and even no dust. The shoe polish companies supposedly are not making any profits in Bristol or anywhere in England.
The Journey continues

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