Radiac's South African Adventure, Part 11

African Adventure Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Right as the hour ran out, our flight was called. Great timing or what?! The two-hour flight was uneventful and quite boring - I must be getting used to this stuff, this being my fourth in two weeks. But nevertheless, I do enjoy it, and after we had landed I found myself quite attached to the plane. Well, to be precise, my trousers were; they were stuck to the seat. It turns out that for the past two and a half hours I had been sitting on some chewing gum that some kind soul had carefully positioned for maximum damage to my trousers. Now I understand why my attitude towards trousers is flawed - no longer shall I wear them until they break, and then go and buy replacement trousers (sluggy style).

Luckily some part of me must have foreseen trouser-related problems, so I had some emergency pants in my suitcase. When we got back to the apartment, I changed and put my gumified trousers into the freezer, and then we went out for food. When I got back, I realised that although I had frozen the gum successfully, I now had no idea what to do with it. So I spent literally hours scraping it off with my pen knife, before putting it into the washing machine and crossing my fingers really tightly. After that I went into the bathroom and found the toilet black with tiny little bugs, smaller than ants. There must have been hundreds of them. Most of them were in the bowl, feeding on the water, so I flushed. What I hadn't counted on was their ability to swim, so by the time the toilet had re-filled, they were wandering around the bowl again. I ended up squashing them individually with toilet paper, which was extremely time consuming, especially with crossed fingers. By the time I had finished with that, the washing machine had finished, so I've now put them in the tumble dryer and am waiting for it to finish before I assess the damage.

Next part

Leave a comment