I said a very sad goodbye to Cape Town this morning, but I must go back. I have a dinner date with Jasmin next time I am in town. She took me to the airport. I am very touched by all the wonderful people I met, and I am looking forward to paths crossing again whether there, Seattle or somewhere else in the world.
I flew Air Botswana to Gaborone. It was weird because everyone had their own seat. It was a small plane so I am guessing it was for balance. The smaller the plane, the edgier I get. My mind flashed back to a flight I had with my buddy, Randy. We had both transferred at the same airport to fly into Charleston. There were thundershowers, and we had three aborted landing tries. We ended up running low on fuel and the plane had to go to Savannah to refuel before returning to try again. Randy had switched seats with the person who was assigned to sit with me, and I was glad about it since I spent most of the flight clutching him for dear life. I don’t think a stranger would have appreciated it.
On the flight over, I noticed the changing landscape. There was an area that I noticed the clouds in the skies all had what looked like water underneath them. It was a nice mirage.
First of all, it is hot here. I am glad my doctor recommend I bring some Gatorade or Propel packets to mix with water. Electrolytes activate otherwise I will turn into a puddle of chocolate milk. I may have been a little lax in putting sunscreen on in Cape Town. I am showing signs of sun burn on my arms. It’s not too bad, but I will need to lather up for sure. And for some reason the bugs here like my insect repellent. Sigh.
Rachel picked me up, and on the way to her house, I saw a lot of goats. I mean a lot and some cows as well.
Rachel and I picked up her friend Felecia, and we went to a yacht club where Rachel and Felecia both ordered a meal. Unfortunately, the order was never put in and we had waited 45 minutes thinking they were just slow. After going to several stores and restaurants it is very clear that people aren’t in that much of a hurry to be of service. Maybe it’s the heat.
But while there we saw an amazing sunset. The picture below is courtesy of Rachel. A great sunset always reminds me of the lyrics of Pearl Jam’s Black. “I’m spinning how quick the sun can drop away.” The club deck overlooks what they call a dam, but seems more like a reservoir to me. Until last week, it had been quite low, and they are having a drought. But it rained and that did help some.
The stars are also very amazing here. I really need to invest in a nice telescope. I so miss stargazing.
We were listening to Hello by Adele on the way to the club, and we all agreed that this was the type of song that had you calling ex’s or ex’s calling you. It’s one of those songs that will have you wax nostalgic and yearning if you are not careful.
We also talked about traveling. It just seems like we are more open when we travel. Perhaps because we are not rushing off to do a, b, or c.
As my time in Gaborone starts, I am reminded of the words of Gandalf in The Two Towers. “One stage of your journey is over, another begins.”