The flight of the olive trees

I am flying back home tomorrow with not one, not two, but three young olive trees in my left hand/ ‘hand luggage’. I have absolutely no idea whether or not there are any regulations in this country against the transport of olive trees by air, and whether or not the poor, tried together meticulously packaged saplings will survive this great journey. Although it is bound to be the greatest adventure they will ever have, and when they are old the will probably tell their your seedlings about it under the glow of a Lowveld sunset…