
No amount of preparation can really set the stage for spending 20 hours on a single plane.
Lots of dry fruit and some baby wipes do go a very long way and an endless free bar lubricates the cogs as well. At the end of the day, given the choice between freedom or an endless open bar w/ one cubic meter of space, I know the immediate response!
We flew from Seattle to Dulles, at 7am
pst, which meant a 4am wake up, 430 departure, 5am arrival for gates and such. The flight to Dulles on United was a 6 hour leg with no personalized video, and dour faced barking attendants. My personal bias against United extends across multiple bad experiences, so I just went to sleep for the entire flight rather than pout.
I woke up for a 2 hour stop in Dulles, where we found some sandwiches before our first long leg to Dakar. After 8 hours of intermittent sleeping and quite a few movies, it was nice to stop and stretch my legs in Dakar, Senegal. I didn't get far however, because the plane just stopped on the tarmac and we were left there to sit for 1.5 hours while the big airbus was refueled and cleaned. It was 75 degrees, and 5am local time. We weren't allowed to leave the plane, and indeed we didn't even go near the terminal. At some point a bus arrived to drop off a few passengers and pick up those who deplaned, and then we were off again towards
Joberg. Another 8 hours of movies and some very uncomfortable sleep positions and we were in
Joberg for another 2 hour wait. At this stage, I had slept very little, and been awake for a very long time. I let Christina know that I'd talk to her once we arrived, and until then I'd very much like to left alone. Sleeping in odd positions on odd furniture for 2 hours lead to getting on our last leg, a quick 2 hour hop to Capetown! Amy and Rob received us at the airport, and we made it to their cute house on a hillside overlooking Camp's Bay. I took a Melatonin tablet, had a glass of water, and was asleep before Christie turned off the light.
Today is Tuesday Feb 24 here, and we are off to visit the market, have some sushi for lunch, and then a nice sunset sail. Tomorrow with any luck we'll have a
dirtbike tour in the hills an hour north, and some scuba diving on Friday. Our dry suits and regs made the trip without incident, and we'll likely have plentiful opportunities to use them given the blue skies, sunshine, and 80 degree gentle breeze. More to come.