In Flight, Inner Monologue, Insane.

Well this is from December, I just thought I should share the other side of travelling. This is commonly known as the side effect of being voluntarily enclosed in a small space with 350 strangers at several thousand feet in the air. Enjoy 🙂

**I’m writing this while sitting on a plane for the better half of 9 hours.

Have I mentioned before that I love to travel? Well Incase you missed the memo, I love it. New cultures, new experiences, packing(don’t ask me why, I just love it) and SHOPPING… I feel your judgement …. stop. Anyways, I’m sitting here, next to a very loud family which take up three rows next to me on my right and of course on the other side, my family, who for some reason insist on sharing saliva with me. Again, incase you were wondering, I have a brother. You know how irritating it is when they try to see how many times they can lick their hands and touch your face with it? No? Just my family with weird siblings then? I don’t think so.
So that’s happening right now.
Aside from those scintillating adventures, my primary concern is finding a new reason for traveling, and debating exactly how much money I would need to earn in order to afford my own private plane.
The reason for this pickle that I’m currently in is very simple, PERSONAL HYGIENE.
Let’s put it this way, in a plane there are at least 350-400 passengers. At least 50 of those passengers are carrying the flu, and the chance of you catching something on the plane(no not even from a new country, just the plane) is …well …a-lot more than when your ass is nice and comfy at home.
Another reason? Farts, sneezes, burps and other spreading of gases, liquids and so on from the body. This is putting aside the tendency of people to use the lavatory in a plane and not clean up after themselves. Before you ask, yes I always do clean up but I try my uttermost best to avoid airplane lavatories.
Now throughout this flight you would have inhaled a good amount of gas coming from the passengers around you, and yes even the air hosts. These are some of the things you have to choose to conveniently forget when you travel, aside from the dropping out of the sky and plummeting to your fiery death, touch wood. Why, you ask? Well if you were to focus on all of these things before you boarded the large flying petri dish you would never fly again. Don’t even get me started on boats…Bora Bora seems way more appealing by teleportation.
Of course by the time that is an option, me in a bikini is not.
Now if I had my own plane, the only farts sneezes etc I would be inhaling would be that of the staff, the pilots, myself and whoever else’s is accompanying me .
Those are odds I’m slightly more comfortable with. **
Anyways this counts as a post *haha* we can see how unproductive I have been lately… digging up older little notes to post. Let’s call it a throwback shall we ?
Movie recommendations : Sabrina (not the teenage witch) – The Harrison Ford movie. I watched this like 10 years ago and to be honest I am really looking forward to watching it again
I would also recommend this Korean series called Something In The Rain – Its got a rather cute storyline, its different to the movies and series you see these days. It’s worth a watch.
Song Recommendations : AJR – Burn the house down – Its pretty upbeat, just to get you going for the rest of April 🙂
Paradise – George Ezra – it takes a few listens to get addicted but it is a song you wont be able to keep out of your head.
Quote for the week : Do what you feel in your heart to be right – for you’ll be criticised anyway. You’ll be damned if you do, and damned if you don’t. – Eleanor Roosevelt 
Eleanor Roosevelt really knows whats she’s talking about, I’m definitely looking for more insight from her perspective.
I hope everyone has a lovely week coming up. Enjoy your long weekend and please comment down below to share your inner monologues from travels. It’s always funnier looking back to these situations.
Signing Out
A Rather Sleepy Human 
With an assignment due tomorrow
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Family meetings, a place called home and back to reality 

Family meetings . Nope not family reunions. Family meetings . No they don’t happen in a boardroom or necessarily at the dining room table . Nor do they involve relatives such as a great great grandmother from china. Nope . It’s a time when the entire family present is affected by a specific problem that need to come to a resolution unanimously . 

Nope your cousin isn’t getting disowned . Nor is anyone dying either …. I mean the kind of serious talk where the woolworths stopped selling the double cream milkshakes . Or the fact that your favorite restaurant moved several kilometers away … very depressing scenarios I know. I myself have been in these kind of situations. For instance when we had to make the life changing decision about switching from 1ply to 2ply paper. Like I said, changed my life. We recently had another one . This time slightly more serious . We decided to move . To an isolated area in Pretoria, far far away from everyone we know . Unsurprisingly my brother was the only one who had an issue. I totally understand though, I faced a similar situation around his age, it’s not so easy to leave friends and your comfort zone … nor is it easy to leave the 5 malls down the road . But in the end we settled on the same thing . Some damn peace and quiet. We have people building houses next to us on both sides opposite us and across the river from us . If not for my incredible ability to sleep through anything I don’t know how I would have survived. The point of this whole paragraph is not to complain… okay maybe a little #firstworldproblems. The point is that peace and quiet is underappreciated . Some good old fashioned R&R is important when going home. Home is your sanctuary. It can’t be chaotic and uncomfortable. Not to say that loud and busy family’s are not relaxing enough, some find that environment comfortable to them. It all depends on you. Coming home is kicking off the pants, throwing away the shoes (not in that order of course) and picking up the blanket and sliding right under . Where you feel no judgement aside from yourself . Wanna go outside in your orange fluffy nightgown? No worries ..The world understands . It’s YOUR home.  Find your space . Be yourself . Most importantly : buy noise cancelling headphones. 

While waiting for my textbooks these two weeks I have been keeping myself occupied with a show called Hawaii five-O. I have to admit I am a little obsessed . Utterly and completely obsessed actually . It happens with a lot of shows actually. You know that feeling you get as if you know the characters and you live in that area they are in. It feels like a window to a different life . When watching it for 2 weeks straight those feelings are slightly inflated . As in I’m convinced I live in Hawaii, I have friends named Kono and Chin and I spend my weekends doing the hula with my friends on a beach … okay maybe the last one is a secret wish of mine (sad I know). But nevertheless it’s gonna be quite hard this weekend when I have to pick up my lovely textbooks on topics I kno nothing about and forget about my other life on the island of happiness. Wish me luck! 

Once again I’m sorry for my late post*nervously laughs*. 

*whispers* “I was in Hawaii….. ”

Ha! I wish. 

Anyways list for the weekend :

  1. Curb my online shopping habits (seriously it’s out of control, I think I’m taking too much of a liking to a lack of social contact when shopping … I love it) 
  2. Find out what I don’t know from my textbooks *circles everything
  3. Create schedule for the year *assigns 12 hours a day to sleep* 
  4. Make a new friend … I feel like I’ve been to anti social lately *glances at 10 pizza boxes under bed* 
  5. Cut down on Hawaii Five-O 

Ahhh now it looks like a fun week ahead ..

Alrighty the song for the week is : Waves by Dean Lewis . Personally  prefer guitar version. Beautiful lyrics, gorgeous voice and just an incredible song . Give it a try, it’s worth it . 

Movie for the week : don’t really have one actually … here’s another song : I love you baby, I love you doll by Parekh and Singh . They are an acquired taste I will admit but currently they are currently the song of choice to hula to in the shower (harder than it sounds) 

Quote for the week : Life is too short for words, so don’t try and describe it, just live it – C.S Lewis . Quote to live by really, came across it by accident this week . 

Have a lovely  week ahead everyone!

Signing out 

A Very Thoughtful Human

(With A Sudden Pie Craving)