Thinly veiled āim on a hundred and fifty grand myself for my part time gigā post. It must be some island in the kitchenā¦ diamond encrusted marbleā¦
I took the free ones when I went to Singapore but didnāt put them on. If you wear tracksuit pants thereās not much to be gained. Flying long haul in anything other than lounging around gear is just silly imo.
The day after the burial I went rooting and found an ould biscuit tin in the back of an old wardrobe and twas filled with rolls of these fellas and big thick elastic bands around them. Imagine the scenes.
Maybe heās on a day trip visiting a sick nephew in whatever city ye are travelling to and bringing the bag to the child? Or maybe he has all his jocks and socks in it and heading to a bondage night.
ultimately who gives a fuck about another fellaās carry-on bag to be annoyed by it? Wouldnāt let it bother me. Flight is only a means to an end.
Dar es Salaam tomorrow via Doha. I always feel slightly detached from real.life when going traveling. I think Iāve some kind of autistic trait tbh.
Always good to go when you get the chance, but I miss the home and family also.
935pm flight 6 hours to Doha, 1hour 25: transfer time and then another 9 hours with a bounce in kilimanjaro.
Hot there. Iām going to chance booking the bag straight through and hope it arrives.
Iāve had a Dora the explorer pillow cover on my pillow for the last week or so, I didnāt think twice about it but one of the kids was laughing at me