And now, the end is near...
And so I face, my final curtain. Or rather; and now I face the boarding gate. Which doesn't really rhyme.
But I am in Johannesburg International Airport having a glass of champagne. And some odd-tasting dim sum.
And the last ten days are all over. In short, they would go something like this...
19,342 kms travelled
527 rand thrown at willing barmen
223 hellos
73 glasses of wine
49 cigarettes
42 sambucas
39 pieces of sushi
12 chocolate tequilas
7 courses at Hidden Valley
5 people whose name I've forgotten (ahem)
4 nights at Victoria Junction
3 hours' sleep last weekend
2 Freemasons remixes
1 Lamborghini Murcielago
Or rather. If I could sum up this holiday in one picture it would be...
If you talk nice, maybe there are a lot more where that came from.He is my new future ex-husband but there are a few problems to overcome first.
He is straight.
He has a girlfriend.
But these are not insurmountable problems. They're setbacks. Admittedly they're pretty large and long-term setbacks but...
... as Dubya once said; "with every catastrophe I see an opportunity."
That's enough Cape Town. It's time to head to London.
3 comments:
Why is it that gay guys always complain that all the hot guys are straight, but women always say to me that the hot guys are gay?
Do we always want what we can't have?
I like the pic, shame about the pec tat. I think some pec tats look good, but that one is lost on me.
Jakey - If I were to show you more pictures you'd change your mind in a nanoinstant. I promise.
Bring 'em on then!
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