Day 23 – Windhoek to Johannesburg
Sat on the plane with Danny and Louise to my left. The in-flight entertainment is surprisingly embarrassing. It’s past shit, rubbish or boring, even surpasses unimaginative. It’s ‘Gardens of South Africa’. Basically, a load of close-up shots of fucking cacti. I’ve already seen them! I’ve been living in Namibia for three bloody weeks. The cheek of calling this ‘in-flight entertainment’!
The screen’s going fuzzy. Good. Hopefully it’ll fuck up soon and we won’t even be mildly obliged to watch that crap.
Morning was good today. Had the first hot shower in two weeks. It was razzling. Kind of used up all the hot water though, so Emma and Becca had to have cold ones. Thoroughly deserved again I’d say.
Breakfast was non-memorable, even though I managed to complete that shitty card game. Something about the number 11 for some reason.
Just taken my buff off. My hair is so awesome! So smooth in comparison to two weeks worth of shit in it. Lost the Ash Ketchum look though, which is disappointing but shit happens I suppose. Won ‘best hair’ award last night which was pleasing.
Well that was the worst plane journey I’ve ever been on. Danny got bloody annoying whilst I tried to read. Then, with me ff my arse for two minutes, he managed to spill my beer all over my seat. Got a wet arse now.
Sat in the bugger plane now. Got Team Lawrence in one line! Get in! Lawrence, me, Becca and Katie. We so rule.
Apparently Team 1 didn’t do cooking groups. They so missed out! Gonna watch Master and Commander soon, it’s a right film.
It’s 12:04. Becca’s just turned 18!!! Only three of us up to celebrate. Katie has fallen asleep. She’s so missing out on chocolate and crisps.
For Christ’s sake! Thriller has just come on again on Lawrence’s radio. That’s like the 15th time. It’s just getting silly now.
Watching Horton Dr. Seuz thingy now. It’s well good. Fantastic even!
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