Martina gave us a ride to the Airport and shortly after having parked the car we showed up at the same row of check-in desks as yesterday but at desk number one. What did I feel under my feet? – The Red Carpet - but not as soft and nice as I expected. But any way it was red and laid out for guests flying in business class.
I presented our passports and tickets to the lady behind the check-in desk heaved the luggage on the transportation band and while I was checking the weight which was affiched at a small display, almost 45 kg, the lady said as if she was talking with the boarding system: “They have already checked in” and to make it absolutely sure she asked me for confirmation. I explained her, what happened yesterday and that we have now carried our luggage a second time to this place. She looked quite puzzled but assuring that it wouldn’t be a problem to check the baggage through right to Delhi, India even we will have a stop over in Doha, Qatar. Happy about theses news we embraced our daughter Martina, said good by and strolled to the passport control.
There was plenty of time left to do some tax free shopping before our flight was ready for boarding.
At about 10:30 the aircraft was ready for take-off and Uta and I were ready for our adventurous journey to start.
