...And now they're just being ridiculous!

Gentle reader, it seems I spoke way too soon......

Lulled into a false sense of security by actually boarding my flight back to Sydney, you can imagine my surprise when, within minutes of take off, there's an odd vibration and the plane doesn't seem to be climbing to cruising altitude........

And then the lovely Australian Captain announces that there was a run-in with a flock of large birds shortly after take off.  They were going through some computer engine checks and would get back to us......

Hmmmmm.  And here I had already put on the fluffy pj's ready for the sleep I was going to have on the flight back........

30 minutes and 2 beers later, they've decided that they will return to Johannesburg but needed to dump some fuel.  Another 30 minutes later and we're back in J'burg folks.

But there is a silver lining.  Because my ticket was upgraded to business, I've been shuttled off to the Intercontinental where dinner & b'fast are courtesy of Qantas.

I was going to sign off by saying that the next blog you'll see from me will hopefully be from the safe confines of my house in Brisbane.  But that would be premature the way my luck's been running.  So I'll just say that I'm about to order Room Service, a bloody HUGE bottle of fine South African Pinotage and wait for the universe to unfold.

Personally I think this is Africa's way of telling me I really should find a way to stay.  It certainly doesn't seem to be in any great rush to see me leave her shores........

Ah, Mother Africa.  A fickle but wise lady I'm sure ;)