The Flight and First Day

Trip Start May 27, 2010
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Trip End Nov 15, 2010


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Shoestring Airport Lodge
A Plane 30,000 feet in the sky

Flag of South Africa  , Gauteng,
Friday, May 28, 2010

27 May 2010
So I'm flying from Sydney to Jo-burg with a 2 hour stop over in Singapore. Getting on the plane I started to realise just how crazy this trip is. For the first time in my life I am truly alone and I realise it was that thought that was making me so nervous for the past few days. But here I am flying over Madagascar; 3 hours sleep on a 22 hour trip; my body feels wrecked; my eyes look yellow and sick but I'm still looking forward to the world that is waiting for me. My flight to Singapore was uneventful, it went quickly. I was annoyed how I paid $50 extra for an exit row seat but when I sat down there were two empty ones next to me. On my flight to Jo-burg I was shocked by just how many people are already travelling to South Africa. It turns out my idea to do some things before the world cup wasn't as original as I once thought. I met one (of which I am sure will be many) Australian on the Singapore to Jo-burg Flight called Lee he was on his way to watch the world game as well. I am just looking forward to getting to Johannesburg and getting some sleep before I'm on yet another plane Moshi. Don't get me wrong I love to fly but the commercial passenger planes take all the fun out of it. Mind you “Singapore Airlines” runs by far the best long haul flight I have ever been on. Ok I feel especially dirty after that shameless plug so I think that will do.


28 May 2010

Flying into Jo-burg was... Interesting. It is this completely serial. The city looks as thought it was built in a large dirt bowl and it appears the city planers are children with a set of dice that tells them where to put things. Oh and there are these crop fields which are bright green and perfectly circular, they look so out of place that you wonder if they weren't put there as some sort of joke. So, I step through the doors of the airport in the early hours of the morning and breathed deep. It was then that it really hit me, I was in Africa! Johannesburg has a has a smell which is a mix between dirt, fire and zoo animal. But through all of this all I could do is smile; there was something about the chaos, the people going about their life's and the smell that just made me happy.

The hostel I'm staying at is called the “Shoestring Airport Lodge”, it is just an old family home which has been set up as a hostel. The exact location is S 26 07.832' E 028 14.050' for those of you who are interested (Thanks guys from Aristocrat). I thought for a moment that I had made a huge mistake in judgement when I got the the front of the property. It looked like I was somewhere I shouldn't be, I'm glad that somebody saw me and opened the door to let me in because I was very confused for a few seconds. The people where very friendly and I was quickly in my room and resting comfortably.

Simeon
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