Coming home again – a great experience… rain, no stairways to leave the plane, being wet until reaching the bus, waiting for the luggage – belt 1… then belt 2 – all in rush to the new belt – new announcement: belt 4 now.. chaos… stop and go on the highway – yeah… back in Cape Town. As I have to move flat next week my first way is to the new home: the house alarm does not stop after de-activation, from every corner there is the sound of a beep… waiting for the technician – well, it could be… hours later… all fixed, but unfortunately the transformator blown – so no alarm, until tomorrow.. OK… Saturday comes, technicians comes, after 2 hours it seems not so much to be the transformer, but the cables, under the pavement – so no way to repair, and anyhow, shops are closed to get new cable… Welcome to South Africa… Phoning ADT, the security company to get relief – but my new landlord is still contracted – and she is gone – off to Australia…. Without written consent, the ADT manager explains impatiently, there is nothing ADT can do for me… well, she admits Australia is far, but that is not her problem, she has her rules… Did I mention that I love the way, South Africans working?? 🙂
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Waiting to go home… waiting is an interesting state of being.. not knowing what to expect but having a lot of fantasies what we wish could and should happen in the next hours or days. We wait a lot.. for our loved ones, for our birthday, for Christmas, for the Easter bunny to bring the eggs. 🙂 and they say when you get older you are more patient while waiting. Is it true? Not sure I have found that kind of wisdom.
