In my past professional life I used to commute from Amman / Jordan to Baghdad / Iraq during the war days from 2003 to 2011. And I thought that travel was complicated.
Going from Amman to Baghdad we joined the American Airforce plane. According to UN Security regulations we should wear a helmet and bullet proof vest when landing in Baghdad, because once open a time a sniper”s bullet penetrated a plane and entered a plane. I felt kind of silly because others, such as Iraqi civilians or even US Embassy staff did not bother to wear all that.
Reaching to Baghdad we had to wait in the military base at the airport to ckeck in for the armored convoy that would leave for the Baghdad ‘Green Zone’ usually around 2 am. If I was lucky I would be given a helicopter ride, but that was not always available.
The US army having occupied Iraq was not able to ‘secure’ the short road trip from the airport to the town. Or was it because the private security firm running the armoured bus service had to make money?
On the return trip we used to have to check in at 8 pm for the armoured convoy trip to the airport, leaving around 3 am usually. One funny incident I want to tell you: We had to spend hours in the waiting room. The private security company (KBR) was kind enough to provide a TV showing the cheapest and silliest video movies they could find. We (US military and civilian contractors and a few UN staff) were sitting there for hours watching silently one stupid movie after the other. Once there was a horror movie where giant insects invaded a village. One boy said “it will be over in the morning, the Government said on the radio and the Government does not lie.” The whole audience burst out laughing. This was the one and only joke they could find in the whole movie.
Anyway, I used to think that this travel in the war zone would be the most complicated travel. Well, it was part of my job and therefore I had to accept it. (The food in the military canteens was not all that special, however, the American Ice Cream was appreciated).
And now comes the travel in the pandemic. I was supposed to travel from Lombok, Indonesia, to Switzerland in mid May. I have a return ticket Lombok – Singapore – Zurich. Well, here comes the lockdown and no flights out of Lombok. Now – end of June – some flights are starting. There are still no direct flights to Singapore. Even flights via Jakarta to Singapore don’t work as Singapore is not open for transit passengers from Indonesia (yet).
Consequently IO bought a new ticket. I could not get a ticket out of Lombok to Jakarta so I took one from Lombok to Bali to Jakarta and on to Istanbul and Zurich. Tickets issued and confirmed, I thought.
First Turkish Airlines says the booked flight is not going please phone us. Took me 1 1/2 hours of phoning to get a new booking.
Next Garuda airlines sent a message that the booked flight will go two days earlier. OK rebooking everything.
And then Garuda pointed out ‘do not forget, we need a Covid-19 virus test if you want to enter our plane. OK, off to the hospital for the test.
Could it be that the travel in the war zone was easier than in the pandemic zone?