Prior to leaving for my travels, the dominant feeling was one of apprehension and nerves. These feelings can be attributed to the prospect of me venturing well and truly outwith my comfort zone, but they were mostly from the prospect of flying! So after several paranoid and crazy thoughts going through my head (such as 'there only seems to be middle-aged businessmen on this flght. If god is gonna crash a plane, this one will def be a top candidate'), I survived the 11 hour flight from Heathrow to Jo'burg. I got hee-haw sleep on the plane due to my nerves, so on arrival I was absolutely shattered. After getting a lift from a member of staff from the hostel I am staying at, I arrived at the hostel which is located in a Northern suburb
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