This last flight has been the most difficult of all.
Unfortunately, it seems that the luxurious 5 degrees of seat reclination
weren't enough to convince my body that it was time to sleep. Instead, I'm left
testing out all 20 possible sleeping positions from the middle seat. Another
well-rested arrival awaits...
Making our way
through the intense Johannesburg airport, full of porters, tour guides and taxi
drivers, we find our way to Melville, a pretty suburb 30 minutes from
Johannesburg. Looking past the security fences and gates enclosing every
business and residence in the area, it feels surprisingly safe. Ignoring the
sidewalk bead-and-wire hawkers, people are very friendly and will speak with
smiles and genuine interest. Nearly everyone is dressed in black or brown
toques, seemingly implying that the 20 degree weather is cold for the region.
Calvin (to
be continued)
