I'm sitting in an old -200 series 737 at Brazzaville's Maya Maya airport. Chances are this plane is older than me. The door is open and passengers are filing in. There is a loud whine as a Russian made freight dog rolls by. Through the window I see the ground crew loading luggage off a cart of suitcases stacked four high. It's time to go and two crew members lean quite heavily on the door handle to close it. The plane slowly moves along the bumpy taxiway and I look up and see that the safety sign is in a language that I think is Bahasa. I'm gonna straight say it. I'm not silently praying in my mind. I'm shaking in my little boots. Who is this pilot? What is this airline? And what am I doing here?! The answer? This is Trans Air Congo to Pointe Noire. Welcome to Africa.