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
Posted from the second cloud on your left.
Nocturnal Wenchy 
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