Monday
Monday was a day of goodbyes, but also an unexpected hello. First to depart was Margaret; well, actually, we left her behind at the hostel when we headed to the airport. Margaret is staying in Estonia for a few more days before heading south to Latvia & Lithuania for a Balkan tour.So the five of us piled into a maxi-taxi, and headed to the airport. We checked in (no problems), and headed through security (no problems). Tallinn airport is very small, and we settled in at a cafe to await our flight. Unfortunately our plane was a little late arriving. Then we were a little late boarding. Then the pilot announced that there was a problem with the computer and we couldn't leave. All the while, the clock was counting down - we only had 75 minutes to make the London connection in Frankfurt, and we were losing time in Tallinn.
Check-in |
Cafe in the airport |
Finally we took off from Tallinn (over an hour late), and cruised down to Frankfurt. Fortunately we made up some time in flight, and landed in Frankfurt with about 25 minutes to spare, or so we thought. The taxi to the gate took ages, and we finally parked with about 10 minutes to spare. We were relieved to find that we appeared to be at B22, and would be flying out of B25. But then we learned that we would be taking busses from the Tarmac, around the back of the airport, and have to make it through passport control before we could get to our transfer gate!
That's our plane! (As we waited for a bus) |
As we were coming off the plane, we had an extraordinary chance encounter. One of the ladies on our flight has been reading our blog for the whole trip, and is spreading the word among her Australian friends. Apparently we are reaching a lot of Aussie Trefoil Guilds. It was quite humbling, and we would have loved to slow down to chat, but we had a plane to catch!
So we waited for the bus. It was quite frustrating, because we could see our next plane being loaded up only a matter of metres away! Finally the bus came, then we waited to get off the bus. We said a very hurried goodbye to Charlotte (who was onward travelling to Amsterdam) outside passport control, and then legged it through. We made it! With about 5 minutes to spare.... Or so we thought.
Turns out this flight was delayed as well, and we still had another 10 minutes before we even boarded. But most importantly, we made it. But with only 4 of us left in the group it felt strange. Whenever we passed a checkpoint there would be a pause as we kept looking for numbers 5 & 6.
Heathrow brought some unexpected surprises. In our hurry to catch the flight at Frankfurt, our bags had a similarly tight connection. Three bags made it - one bag did not. Fortunately the airline was good about it, and planned to make a special home delivery for Tamara the next day. After waiting around to get that sorted, we were ready to head home. In the arrivals lounge was one last surprise - two of Emily's Brownies were waiting to greet us back! It was certainly a lovely surprise, and made as all smile.
Back in Britain |
Our welcoming committee! |
And with that, we separated. To her family (Emily), to her car (Katie), to the tube (Alyson), and to the bus stop (Tamara). It was the end of GOLD Estonia 2016 Project.
Our next blog entries will give you an update of what happened when we all got home, and stay tuned for our highlights of the trip, what we learned, and much more.
Our last group shot - by the receptionist at the hostel |





















