That is bullshit! Omg travelling is so fun and then after 5 hours on a plane, with an ass you just assume is there but can’t feel and not one comfortable possible position to sleep, the fun wears off! I swear to God. The flight to London was ok, minus the fact we could NOT sleep at all and during the landing in London it was so rocky I ACTUALLY grabbed the vom bag for the first time ever, just in case. But the 12 hour flight to Jo’Burg? That’s pretty brutal. You can’t sleep, you can’t get comfortable (something about plane seats make my ass go numb immediately), it was hot and SOMEONE who I will not name accidentally ordered me vegan meals…FAIL! Hot breakfast without eggs is just a sad snack,..

It just seems you lose so much on a plane…earrings, ability to SLEEP, any control of your cesspool greasy hair, patience, feeling in your ass, your self control to not watch 4 movies in a row even though only half of them are decent… the moral of the story is travelling without Lorazapam is not okay…

So needless to say, it’s not about the journey…it’s the destination.

Because we are here! Wooooo!