Well the 9 hour flight wasn't so bad. It was an older 777 which had the Frazier's dad type chairs but it was comfortable enough and at least i didn't crash the audio visual system this time. It taken me a week to get my ass round to writing this so i have forgotten what the food was like but I've kept the menu just so Lisa can go through it all going "eww..eww..yuk...eww.." I also remember the stewardess dropping a hot espresso over the grumpy old git next to me, then as Karma would have it, i spilled my own Cappuccino down me.. serves me right i suppose.
I landed in Cape Town and a nice man in a red waistcoat was waiting to whisk me away in a Merc to the Waterfront Village (You gotta love Emirates). Checked in, met Neil & Marc, got to our apartment, burned my clothes, shower and ready to hit the waterfront restaurants.
Loving Cape Town. Great temperature, cute locals, and sooo cheap.
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