38 hours till I'm on the plane. Not quite sure what I'm letting myself in for at the moment. Never particularly minded flying, but my last few flights have been (what shall we say) interesting! The longest flight I have managed so far is 3 hours 45 minutes to Tenerife. So, needless to say, a 12 hour night flight to Jo'burg and then a 2 hour connection to Durban will be a new experience. Apart from slight (and I mean slight) anxiety about the flight I am really looking forward to everything about this break. I'm looking on it as a taster for the Bloo Buoy World Tour. I'm really looking forward to meeting my new team mates, I'm not sure they are ready for me and I really hope I don't manage to score any more own goals. Apparently we are training every day, I mean I do like football, but training every day on my holibops, come on. It's been confirmed that we have got tickets for the England game on Thursday 22nd. The Game Reserve should be cool, and the Battlefield tours. I'm also looking forward to getting to Uhmlanga Rocks, where we are staying. Everyone who I've spoken to says that it is absolutely beautiful and there's a casino (that 5000 rand isn't gonna go far). The woman from the apartments we are staying at said all we needed to bring was a beach towel. We'll see.
2 questions have sprung into my mind today.
1. Why is it that when you know you are going away and you are trying to get ahead of your workload, do more people keep adding to your piles (of paper)? I think it is a conspiracy to make me miss my flight. I feel like telling them all that I've closed down till christmas, now P*ss off and come back next year!
2. Why is is that when you are about to catch a plane does everyone want to talk about the latest plane crashes? I had a cheery conversation with Colin yesterday, in which he told me about the latest Russian plane crash.
"The pilot and co pilot survived" He said with a smile on his face.
"That's good then, couldn't have been to bad!" I responded.
"Yeah, it was bad all the passengers got sucked out the back" He said, still smiling.
"Colin, In this case I couldn't give a toss that the pilot and co pilot are okay, because I'm not going to be flying the South African Airways flight tomorrow night!!!" Pratt.
I also watched the BBC 2 programme "The night that Britain stopped". I began watching it thinking that it was a documentary about an event that happened a while ago. It wasn't until it got to the point that the 2 planes collided over Heathrow and scattered themselves over 3 miles, that I realised it wasn't about a real event (yet), that was also the point that I switched off. Very Cheery!
On the plus side, Eastwood adviced me to buy the latest edition to FHM to help the flight go quicker, and because she wanted to browse through it. Inside is a little book of bloke. I had a flick through last night and in the back it has stats on plane crashes. Did you know that there have been 47 fatal events in 78 million Boeing 737 flights and 4 fatal events in 8 million Boeing 747 flights. Something like that anyway.
Banked the cheque for my car. Everyone's asking 'Do you miss it?'. Initally I thought not (after all it's only a car), but having driven my Mum's 1.2 Corsa into work today, I do miss it a little bit. It's fair to say that my travelling time is going to be longer.
Signing my contract for my house rental today. The bloke is moving in on Saturday. It's getting better all the time. My Committments are deminishing rapidly.
