The Airport Lounge Scene
[Boldly and theatrically] “Ah. The wonder of travel! The thrill of flying! Destination: UNKNOWN!”
“We’re going to Port Elizabeth.”
“What?”
“Port Elizabeth. We’re flying to PE.”
“Oh. Right… Thanks.”
Yep. I have mastered the basic vowel sounds in order to communicate with the locals, and I Googled “donkey driving skills” for the cart we have hired.
We’ll be fine.
Right?
I’m lucky enough to be heading out of town again this weekend. That’s nice for me, but not so great for you guys, as I’m going to have to rely on pre-written nonsense on here instead of the usual fresh nonsense that you’ve come to know and love.
I’d imagine that you’ll want to share in my travels (because I’m going somewhere particularly cool), so I’ll be sticking some photos up on Flickr when I get back.
However, in the meantime, your best bet (assuming I can find a wifi where I’m going) is probably to follow me on Instagram, here:
https://www.instagram.com/6000coza/
So you can see what I see.
Back soon!
Just a reminder on this Freedom Day that South Africa is fine and has been so since last weekend’s mass prayer meeting in Bloemfontein.
Malice, hatred, violence, murder and corruption here in SA packed their metaphorical bags and all left the country at midnight on Sunday, and thus we have spent the past few days luxuriating in what has been nothing short of a halcyon bliss; the placid tranquility a wondrous and welcome change from turbulence and barbarity we had encountered on a daily basis right up until Oom Angus intervened.
Sure, we were a bit put out by the violent protests in Lichetenburg and Lenasia on Monday, but at least one of the those was attributed to a mysterious “third force”, and we all know that God has quite enough on His hands sorting out first and second forces, and can’t really be expected to deal with third ones as well.
And then there was the new 5fm lineup reveal, which has caused shock, distress and anguish across the whole nation. But God has forsaken the SABC for many years now anyway. And rightly so.
Oh, and Helen Zille still has a twitter account. You must just have overlooked that though, right guys?
So yes. Thank you, Angus and your myriad disciples with your little misogynistic asides and dodgy, archaic views on homosexuality. Everything’s fine here now, and we’re all looking forward to you sorting out the Middle East, Justin Bieber, North Korea, Donald Trump, climate change and that Helen Zille thing over the coming weeks.
Get to it.
More from Facebook, and from my favourite group thereon, previously mentioned here.
Here’s an image shared to the group by one of its members.
Given the geographical position of the island in question, together with the profile of the aircraft, it’s most likely to be a 777 going from somewhere in Western Europe to somewhere in the USA.
But this is just a post from a guy who has spotted the plane going overhead, pointed his camera heavenward and pressed a button. It doesn’t matter where the plane is going from or heading to. We don’t need to know: the strength of this image is its sheer simplicity
But then, there’s always one, isn’t there? Because in the comments below, this:
I must admit that I hadn’t even considered this aspect of the situation.
The picture was ok. Look, I wasn’t hugely impressed with it, but it was ok. Just nice. And, being me, I had thought a bit about the type of plane and its likely journey. But as I mentioned above, that’s not what matters. And I was inadvertently right.
Because what actually really matters are the jet waves polluting our sky. Yeh?
Air travel isn’t the cleanest form of transport. It’s getting there, with the all new A350-10 series belching a whole 25% less carbon dioxide than its predecessor and such, but putting couple of hundred tonnes of aluminium and suitcases 10kms up into the sky and then moving it several thousand kilometres is always going to be a fuel intensive process. I knew that. But I hadn’t thought about the jet waves, polluting our sky. And I’m sure I wasn’t alone in this. Because no-one ever thinks about the jet waves, do they?
And yet, there they go. Those jet waves. Polluting our sky.
Funky piano music. The Mavic Pro. And Iceland – obviously Iceland.
I checked with the guy in charge (spoiler: there’s only me here) and I thought that there was just enough piano music, just enough Mavic footage and just enough Iceland for this video to make the cut for the blog.
There’s a few too many people in there for it to be perfect (in my eyes, at least), but everything else about it is pretty impressive.
I’m still struggling with videos from my Mavic. Two main reasons: I haven’t been taking the right videos when I’m out and about (something I’m looking to correct when we go away again this long weekend), and then then editing is an issue. My PC doesn’t have enough power to run a decent editing program and my pocket doesn’t have enough money in it to rectify that right now. Hey, I just bought an n thousand Rand drone.
When you look at the quality of the editing on videos like the one above, you realise that the bar is set pretty high. There’s a lot to learn and no easy way to learn it right now. This is a prob