In a heartbeat

March 14, 2007 at 5:59 am (packing)

There are perks to my job. Finding out at 14h30 I have to fly to another city at 19h00 is not one of them. Have you ever tried packing and organising plane tickets, accommodation and car rentals in the space of two hours? No? Well it sucks. Fortunately I didn’t have to do the booking stuff. But still.

I’m usually a light packer. I’d like to think it’s because I’m a modern woman who doesn’t need frills and the like but I suspect it’s more because I’m just lazy. I have to carry the bags myself and then decide what I need to wear – it’s just too much effort.

So I was none to pleased that I didn’t even know what the weather in Durbs was like. I guessed it would be humid but you can never be sure. So in went shoes (both open and closed); jeans for casual; pants for formal (interviews do not need jeans darlings); long sleeve and short tops, socks just in case and extra underwear because you never know when you’ll need it.

Durbs was fine except for the rain (see, the long tops came in handy) but the photographer was a crazy old coot. Let’s call him Chaplan after that great man Charlie. He kept referring to everyone as “that Zulu”. I cringed every time he opened his mouth. He’s actually quite sweet but heavens he nearly drove me to drink!

I ended up eating in Spur twice in the space of two days. The last time I ate Spur was when I was at varsity. The fajita (FAA-YEE-TA for those of us who thought it was faGEEta and said so loudly in the restaurant) was nice. But I’d much rather retain those memories of varsity days mushroom burger student special than those of Chaplan shoving charred ribs (after asking the Muslim guesthouse owner where we could find pork ribs) down his throat. Let’s just say I’ve realised that I do not like messy eaters and we’ll leave it at that.
I’m looking forward to the next trip already. Sigh.


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