Made It

After roughly 22 hours in the air, I have finally arrived in Cape Town. Whoever said getting there was half the fun was obviously a complete, f-ing idiot. The last day and a half has been pretty miserable, at least from a cramped, window seat point of view.

Yesterday, I got into Paris and took a train in to see the sights. I had a 12-hour layover, so it was nice to do something. Unfortunately, the crowds were pretty big and I just didn't have the energy to fight the lines at some of the museums and cathedrals. It was nice though, to at least see some of the things I'd read about. Paris is a neat city, but impossible to navigate. I was thoroughly confused most of the time I was walking around, and have to admit, a child scribbling on a piece of paper with a crayon could have planned a more efficient city layout. (Just to let you know, I got lost roughly seventeen times yesterday and about threw my map in the Seine, but I guess that's what I signed on for.)

After that, it was time to head out, so I hopped my flight to Johannesburg and then another one to Cape Town. The weather right now is pretty lousy, that and not much is open with it being Sunday, so I don't plan to do much other than hang out at the hostel. At least there's a bar here and a few other people.

That's about all for now. A happy Father's Day to my Dad and to all of the other Dad's out there.