A long time ago Fellette and I decided that we would not complain on 'travel days', and we try and adhere to that promise made many years ago. Of course we mortals are cursed with a thing called 'expectations', or a preconceived idea of how we would like things to go. "Lower your expectations" is a phrase that comes to mind right now.
I know that I will not get any letters of condolence on my petty grievances today so I will overlook them and make no comment other than to say that the whole experience the last 17 hours has been somewhat less than stellar. Hell, we could have flown to Cape Town in the length of time it took us to get here. And even when we got 'here' [the hotel], it is was not what we had 'expected'. Maybe the morrow will be a bit brighter.
It is what it is. Time to go to bed.
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