Cape Town (Part 5)

The last evening I spent in Cape Town was at L and C's house (N's sister and brother-in-law) where we had a braai (barbecue to the uninitiated). After stuffing myself stupid yet again (I must admit eating is one of my most favourite pastimes) we once again made our weary way home.

It was up early the next day as it was to time to depart on the epic journey back to the UK. I think I said this before... but I am determined not to do the "via Doha" route again. Anyway I said my farewells to N and her family plus I asked her dad on the phone if I had his permission to marry his eldest daughter which he really appreciated (I had asked N's mum a bit earlier). Luckily both had said "yes". Then I was off! Incidentally N just to clarify things, N was taking the same flight a couple of days later.

On the plane was a group of Greek tourists who had been on a grand tour of the countries of southern Africa. Irritatingly they wouldn't sit down to begin with and were jabbering away at a million miles an hour.

Eventually I arrived in Doha where I had an 8/9 hour stop over!!! Fortunately I found a place called the Quiet Room where you could recline on specially designed seats and have a sleep. Of course you had to have your hand luggage hooked around a foot so as no one tried to thieve it... plus of course the alarm set on your phone so as you didn't miss your flight. I have endured worse (Gatwick Airport on the outward journey for instance).

The flight was uneventful and I managed to overdose myself on watching one film after the other (it was interactive)... which leads to me recommend "Little Miss Sunshine" a truly excellent film that I heartily recommend.

At last we landed at Heathrow and all that was left was the depressing journey back on the Piccadilly Line to Kings Cross and then on to WGC. It was whilst I was on the tube I realised I had left my copy of Casino Royale on the plane (mind you I had managed to finish it).

Coming soon Cape Town II - The Wedding