Plan A: Fly to Italy, get a train to the border. Get my grandmother's brother to pick us up and drive us to Holland after putting us up for the night.
Flaw: Can't book a flight to Italy, cause Kenya Airways doesn't want to risk it.
Plan B: Fly to New York and get a boat across the Big Blue.
Flaw: Direct flights to New York are now non-existant, and they all stop over in Frankfurt, London or Paris.
Plan C: Fly to Gibraltar and swim across to Spain!
Flaw: Nobody wants to do that, and we have luggage.
Plan D: Fly to Portugal or Spain and get a ferry to Southampton, possibly dropping in on The Boyfriend in Bournemouth, or my cousin Alan at his uni digs before getting a coach or train to Cambridge.
Flaw: Can't book the flights.
Plan E: Wait it out.
Flaw: We don't want it to turn into months.
Plan F: Fly to Morocco, get a ferry across to Spain or, if possible, Majorca, where a family here has a 9-seater car, and can then take us and themselves onto a ferry to Spain and then we drive to North Spain to get a ferry to Southampton. Or we can be dropped off in Germany and get Great Uncle KJ to give us a lift to Holland, where we might well have a better chance of getting on the ferry as foot passengers.
Flaw: Not certain that once we get to Morocco, there'll be flights out there. Though I suppose we can check online first.
...dunno if it'll all stay as speculation - it's certainly fun, but I don't really want to get stranded somewhere else either!