Dear friends and family and other interesting creatures, 

I have never been on the Gautrain alone before. @SirNoid dropped me in Rosebank station just before 7am and miss the train as I had no idea I needed to take the train to Hatfield,  get off at Sandton,  to change platforms to get to Oliver Tambo International.  My flight is at 9am. I keep thinking of #BeginAgain and the song Gretta sings about being alone in the subway.

Finally arrived at the airport looking a tad frazzled.  Running to check in,  boarded with but few moments to go.  Just happy I made it.  Perhaps I prefer the the fashioned car ride and the long hugs goodbye. 

Flight was uneventful.  Being late I did not get to choose a seat but sat next to a tiny Asian person and a snoring man. My mind was incredibly busy. Trying to work out how to handle different aspects of my life.  My book was above my head and I found it hard enough getting my laptop in there.  I wasn’t gonna take it out! 

My sis-in-law,  Jenni fetched me.  Road trip with chatter all the way.  I enjoyed it immensely.  Once in Swellendam we chilled on the deck eating chocolate cake drank tea. 

Once it got cooler we moved inside.  Jenni made supper,  I worked,  Dad made a fire. Diner was served.  Jenny showed her parents some very old pictures and soon we were all in bed. 

I wish you chocolate cake,
Wenvhy

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