As I start writing this post it has just turned a quarter to ten. I’m sitting in a departure area at OR Tambo International Airport in Johannesburg, waiting for my flight to Amsterdam where my team will be meeting next week.

My flight was supposed to start boarding in a few minutes, except, there’s no plane to board. The incoming flight from Amsterdam hasn’t arrived yet, so my eleven-fifteen flight is now scheduled to depart at half past one tomorrow morning.

It’s a blessing in a way–arriving a couple hours later means less time I’ll have to kill before I can check into my hotel tomorrow. If only the chairs in airport departure areas were made with some consideration for human comfort.

But alas, the torture that is air travel will be extended this time around. I have no choice but to wait…

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