And we’re off! :-)

We left Durban on Tuesday morning before daybreak, an inexplicable and yet overwhelming smell of fish permeating the air, running through the garden in our PJs with hangovers from hell. Torches in hand, we scoured bushes and flowerbeds for crucial items of clothing which had blown off the washing line during the rain storm the night before. Fighting back the nausea at every turn, our sole pairs of jeans (every travellers’ best friend) were playing a particularly tough game of hide. However, after a drive at break-neck speed, we arrived at King Shaka with 29kgs bags in tow and said a very emotional goodbye to the family (minimal wailing).

Joburg was a blur, madly scrambling to get the last few items for the trip and preparing for Shavuot.

I am now typing this from a table at OR Tambo where, after Gary was asked why he was trying his luck with TWO carry-on bags and had the world’s largest deodrant can confiscated (in protest, he did spray most of it onto his jacket and offered it out to passers-by), we are getting ready to board.

First stop: the beautiful Bohemian city of Prague for Shabbat and a few days of conferences.

Bon voyage! x