Stuck

Well folks, I'm still stuck in Johannesburg. The shuttle didn't work out yesterday, but I'm hoping it works out today. Not that it hasn't been fun to spend 42 hours (and counting) in the airport. Now I can tell you which bench is best for sleeping and attest to the power of the hand dryers in the bathrooms. So this journey has become even more of an adventure. But it will be relaxing to get back to my own flat and take a bath.

It really hasn't been too bad. I've finished The History of Money and I'm refining some business plans I wrote up last week. However, the internet connection here doesn't allow me to upload anything, so I can't send anything until I get back. I'll try to post a few pictures of my trip on Friday, but it'll certainly take longer than that to get into everything that we did in Mozambique.

Two very minor problems here. While in Mozambique, my body readjusted to get up at first light again. While this woke me up in time to see the sun rise over the Indian Ocean, I think I'm going to fix that so I don't wake up at 4:30am every morning.

I also have to figure out the music here. I often feel close to home when I hear Phil Collins, Shania Twain, or Lynyrd Skynyrd over the loudspeaker, but it seems strange that "Sweet Home Alabama" is a hit here. Come to think of it, it's probably strange that a boy from Wisconsin enjoys it, but at least I know where Alabama is. Here, they probably know less about Alabama than you know about Gauteng (especially when I tell you that's the province in which Johannesburg is located).

Well, blessings. Have a happy Thanksgiving, eat some apple pie for me, and cheer for the Packers!

-Ben