Michael Thexton

tried to mingle with the passengers and were picked up and taken aside because basically

rescued from a lynch mob because the passengers recognized them even if nobody else did yeah um eventually um i met up with a couple of other englishmen one of whom i recognized from his passport photograph which i've been looking at all day thinking why is he not where i am and the three of us went off in a taxi um to the sheraton hotel and spent the night there where i was able finally to place a phone call to my parents and say

I'm alive.

I don't know if you have any idea that I might not be.

But I did get through a message around about midnight Pakistan time to them to say that I was okay.

So Sunday, that was a Friday.

Saturday was spent sort of...

talking to the world's press who arrived and putting ourselves back together.

Amazingly, getting my hand luggage back, the local consul's office was sort of trying to get stuff out of the plane and give it to people it belonged to.

I got my passport back.

And then on Sunday morning, there was a rumor that Pan Am had sent a plane.

It was everything very disorganized still.

And so somebody had laid on a bus and the people in the Sheridan went to the

airport, and there was these long lines of people trying to check in.

But basically, you know, nobody had a ticket.

Quite a lot of people didn't have their passports.

Nobody had any luggage.

Quite a lot of people weren't there because they were injured and there were 20 dead.

There were people who didn't want to go anywhere.

They were perhaps going back to Mumbai.