Flying fun with my window-seated companion on Kulula
Aerial view from Cape Town a International airport Levona and I flew to Johannesburg for my brother in law, Finga Mitchell's funeral, on our National Elections Day. As luck would have it, we were separated on the flight. That's when your virgin flying becomes exposed, you see. We booked online and got a good deal with Kulula. Much better than traveling by car for a minimum of 16 hours! But we don't know some of the flying secrets that many flyers know. Right, we boarded and I sat between two real gentleman. The one sitting in the aisle seat helped shove our carry-on bags in the overhead cabins. Small spaces, I may add. It's like traveling in a taxi from Wynberg to Retreat with your shopping shoved between your legs. Only here it is in neat cabins. Just like our caravan, I'd say. I am sure sardines have better accommodation. My elbows are placed neatly next to my pancreas and part of a kidney, I think. Wanna have a pleasant trip, but it may be a bit tricky... Whil...