The awful flight to Ethiopia

In 2007 my mother and I decided togo to East Africa because she was interested in jewish-christian mithology. First we took an airplane to London-Heathrow  where we changed flight to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia , with a short stop in Alexandria. An hour after leaving  Alexandria we were flying over Sudan, where we encountered a zone of turbulence. The airplane was swerving from side to side, and dramatically lost altitude. We were sitting in the front of the plane and I looked back and saw people shouting, crying, children running and screaming up and down isle, three brittish passengers hugging themselves in fear and an ethiopian priest with his hands in the air shouting: “this is the apocalypse!”. Despite the circus all around us my mother was completely calm but suddenly she felt drops of wáter on her forehead and began shouting: “the plane is broken there is water inside!” I looked up at the drops falling, touched  and smelled  them and said to my mother: “this in not water it´s apple juice”. During the  turbulence the lady behind us threw her apple juice at the roof above us. When the plane regained control I made the terrible mistake of looking out the window . I saw hundreds of oil rigs in the middle of no where, with flames bursting out the top, just 20 meters below me!  When we landed in Addis Ababa we disembarked using stairs and from runway I heard a buzzing sound, looked around and saw a plague of locusts. The brittish man standing next to me was trembling and I thought: if he could, this guy would get straight back on a plane to London.  

Finaly I told to my mother: we are in Ethiopia the crib of  Jewish-Christian worldview, know  because the plage of locust like in the Bible.