Here are the tidbits I had written as notes on my phone over the past few days! Ill try and keep up to date from now on so they wont be as long..
Wednesday June 1st
Ok, so it's day two of our travels to Joburg. Currently feeling a combination of exhaustion, "I told ja so" attitude, and impatience - but desperately trying to find the humour in all of this. Running on about 1 hour of sleep from when we first began our journey in Providence, and unfortunately we still have a significant leg ahead of us - 10 hr flight to JB. All i really want right now is a good nights sleep. In a bed.
Let me just recap the past few hours for you...
So we (but really Alanna) decided that we were going to go to Zurich for a couple hours before returning to the airport. I expressed that I didn't think it was a good idea given that we were venturing out so late in the day but knew that Alanna really wanted to get out and explore. In any case, we had several rude encounters - with one man literally grabbing my arm and pushing me a side while waiting in line for groceries, and we never made it to the Lindt Factory - the "highlight"of the trip. Realizing that we didn't have enough time to visit the factory, but having nothing else to do in the area, we decide to head back to the airport earlier than we had planned. After paying for our tickets we miss the train while Alanna is asking for directions to the appropriate train terminal. The joke is that I thought I knew the right direction to go in but apparently I didn't make this clear enough - Alanna made her point by informing me "I don't speak German". Anyways, after catching our breath from having sprinted to the already departed train, we purchase another set of tickets and hop on the next train. Of course we get on the wrong carriage - business class - and have to walk through two carriages until we reach standard class.
Feeling relieved that we were finally on our way I start to chuckle while Alanna sits across from me straight-faced and shaking her noggin as usual. We get up to leave the train and I hit my head on the overhead luggage container - hang on I though the Swiss were meant to be tall?? Leave it to me to hurt myself wherever possible. Poor design I must say.
Upon arrival at the airport we try to do a quick check-in at a kiosk and, after first selecting the single malfuncitoning machine and then being asked to enter some random numbers (we had no idea what they were asking for), we decided to hit up the regular line. Thankfully it didnt take long and we quickly headed through security where I finally had the chance to nap on a bench for 45 mins while Alanna checked her email.
Wednesday June 1st
Ok, so it's day two of our travels to Joburg. Currently feeling a combination of exhaustion, "I told ja so" attitude, and impatience - but desperately trying to find the humour in all of this. Running on about 1 hour of sleep from when we first began our journey in Providence, and unfortunately we still have a significant leg ahead of us - 10 hr flight to JB. All i really want right now is a good nights sleep. In a bed.
Let me just recap the past few hours for you...
So we (but really Alanna) decided that we were going to go to Zurich for a couple hours before returning to the airport. I expressed that I didn't think it was a good idea given that we were venturing out so late in the day but knew that Alanna really wanted to get out and explore. In any case, we had several rude encounters - with one man literally grabbing my arm and pushing me a side while waiting in line for groceries, and we never made it to the Lindt Factory - the "highlight"of the trip. Realizing that we didn't have enough time to visit the factory, but having nothing else to do in the area, we decide to head back to the airport earlier than we had planned. After paying for our tickets we miss the train while Alanna is asking for directions to the appropriate train terminal. The joke is that I thought I knew the right direction to go in but apparently I didn't make this clear enough - Alanna made her point by informing me "I don't speak German". Anyways, after catching our breath from having sprinted to the already departed train, we purchase another set of tickets and hop on the next train. Of course we get on the wrong carriage - business class - and have to walk through two carriages until we reach standard class.
Feeling relieved that we were finally on our way I start to chuckle while Alanna sits across from me straight-faced and shaking her noggin as usual. We get up to leave the train and I hit my head on the overhead luggage container - hang on I though the Swiss were meant to be tall?? Leave it to me to hurt myself wherever possible. Poor design I must say.
Upon arrival at the airport we try to do a quick check-in at a kiosk and, after first selecting the single malfuncitoning machine and then being asked to enter some random numbers (we had no idea what they were asking for), we decided to hit up the regular line. Thankfully it didnt take long and we quickly headed through security where I finally had the chance to nap on a bench for 45 mins while Alanna checked her email.
