Blackhawk Errm ...not quite down
A few years back i was working in Morocco, based in Casablanca....a mate of mine decided to come and visit me so i organise to pick her up at the airport when she flew in from West Africa.

Later that day i trot off to the airport to get my pal, plane turns up, everyone disembarks...no pal...i wait, another hour, then another...nothing. During this time i notice a rather english looking chap having great difficulty talking to the local chappies in nothing other than broad northern english...sadly doesnt translate too well into french. I decide to help.

Turns out he's can't find the guy who he was to meet at the airport, his phone has run out off batteries and he has the wrong phone number so i lend him my phone, sort out his phone number so he can ring the right person and even trotted around the airport and found his man (smoking fags out the back with all the other disgruntled drivers). Anyways, we chat...turns out he's working as a truck driver on this local flick called...ermm...Black Hawk Down (turns out it was filmed in Rabat).

Chap didnt even say thanks when he buggered off....

Anyways, i go home, having helped someone but sans friend.

I email her...a few days later she emails back - turns out when she got to the airport in Guinea (country next to sierra leone) that the local army ammo magazine had apparently blown up some 3km away (sabotage we heard) and had rained down exploding munitions onto the airport and airstrip (cue about 50 million calm africans to go bananas) anyway, they ended up grabbing their bags and high tailing it out of the airport!.

So that was sort of the end of the story...cept my pal also got mugged a few days later whilst on a separate holiday elsewhere because she couldnt fly out to see me....

Bizarre but true
(Dogzilla, Sun 5 Mar 2006, 12:10, Reply)