Lockdown 382

Lockdown Day 382 - 12 April 2021

Flying in Lockdown is not so bad, as long as you abide by the rules. But I would be lying if I said it is exciting and exhilarating. The whole experience has become rather like a hurry-up-and-get-on-with-it process like when you are queuing in the bank's customer care queue.

I will say though, there were much fewer people than I remember. Kulula was great, but their pre-lockdown humorous mojo has sadly made way for virus rambling they don't have a choice in.

My heart soared once seated, the aeroplane pushing me back into my seat as we took off. Although the masks were a tad irritating and the absence of chicken-or beef with a glass of champers was conspicuous in their absence, I had time to read half a book, something I rarely get the time for nowadays.

Approaching Cape Town, we flew over Paarl with the impressive Theewaterskloof dam in the background. Once over the Du Toitskloof Mountains the approach for landing felt as if we were descending like a feather on its way to the ground.

The spectacular view of False Bay lingered long enough to catch a glimpse of Cape Point. As Table Mountain came into view while taxiing after landing smoothly, I found myself emotional over so many things: seeing my Mom, missing Ma Daphne, a myriad of memories flood my brain of days gone by when CSE were still living here. Missing you guys always!

Mom and I enjoyed the drive home and spent the evening unpacking and catching up well into the night. It is good to finally be here again. I fall asleep thanking God for all the muchness.

"יהוה guards your going out and your coming in now and forever." Psalm 121:8

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