I spent most of the night on the internet and phone trying to get things ready for a hectic day. I managed to get an hours sleep before the organisers picked me up for the pre flight briefing. There was almost 40 people at the Croatian Club in Punta Arenas, some scientists, some guides, and some climbers, including a 17 year old, who is the youngest to have climbed Everest, Suzanne from Dubai, who will be the first Arab female up Vinson, John who used to live in Oman, and Mark who works in Qatar. I am not sure why the Middle East is so highly represented, but perhaps we are trying to escape the heat? We were all there for different reasons, but all dependent on this one flight to get us to the Antarctic.
Even better was a phone call from British Airways with the news that my luggage had arrived in Sao Paulo at 5AM. Things were looking up at last! If LAN Chile put my bags on the same flight I was supposed to take yesterday, my bags would be with me by 9PM in the evening. However, in case the bags didn’t come, I still had to go shopping to try and replace as much essential kit as possible. Luckily I was able to rent or borrow most of the expensive gear and so it cost me about 10% of what I feared. As the day progressed, the stress of the 56 hours flying and lost luggage began to slowly disappear as it began to look like things would all work out.
Unfortunately, more bad news came in the evening, as it seems that my bags were misplaced in Sao Paulo and the airline are not sure where they are. This was a real blow after getting my hopes raised. I have been on the phone several times, but with no information in the system, no one can tell me where they are or if they will come. I stayed glued to my phone all night hoping for some news, but fell asleep still waiting with my fingers crossed.