1. The decent tiled floors beg for a good scrub as the morning yawns into a hazy existence. Thunder clouds gather. It looks like rain again. Three days in a row the heavens have washed the face of the sunbaked earth.
2. My flight is for 9:45am . It had been rescheduled twice the previous day from 3:30pm to 6:45pm then finally to this morning. Bad weather and operational reasons were the excuses given by the lady with the funny voice and accent over the public address system. I just hope the rescheduled flight isn’t rescheduled again today.
3. The Passengers chatter and chuckle looking up intermittently from thrice read newspapers and well thumbed dual sim smartphones; China-forged tablets and humming laptops. We hope the pilot does not come in too hot this time as though in a bid to overshoot the runway. Those chemically bleached anorexic air hostesses better have some shots of brandy handy to manage flayed nerves.
4. The FCT seems near but far. My boarding pass peeps, crooked, out of my breast pocket unsure what to make of the coordinated cacophony and chaos of the South – South morning. It is mid-week so Air traffic is at its peak. My phone’s battery is down. A few more minutes and I should go dark and silent like much of my country.
5. It was a productive journey. I saw the queen and made some cheese. Green and white stands our bartered pride. Exchanged for cheese and kush.
DrAlexanderGrey 