New York and the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day 1 “The Real Reason We Came to New York” November 5, 2019

As many of you know 2 of our 3 children have Crohn’s disease. This is an ailment that causes intestinal inflammation resulting in abdominal pain, diarrhea, difficulty absorbing nutrients among other wonderful experiences. Because of them we are very active raising money for the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation (Team Reiss brought in $74,180 for the nation’s second highest total for the Take Steps program this year). We also participate on a committee that determines which scientific studies are funded by the Foundation. It is this later function that brings us to New York. But let’s be honest, the real reason is to enjoy this marvelous city.

Tonight we had an incredible meal at “The Modern” (9 West 53rd Street). We were also here in May of 2017 at which time I blogged about our dinner. Towards the end of our meal tonight, I looked for that post from 2017 and saw that we had a very similar experience at that time. We had a spectacular meal. The food was great, the service superb and the presentation was incredible.

Here is what we were served tonight:

Buckwheat Tartelette. Don’t ask me any questions. We were told to eat these with our hands and in one bite. I promptly complied. That is why you just see one in the photo (Patrice was a bit slower than me).
“Eggs on Eggs on Eggs” when it was brought to the table.
Remove the top and you find, three different types of eggs. Amazing combination.
Pretzel Croissant. Meant to cleanse our palette but with the Dijon Mustard Butter inside it did more than that.

Below you can see the Pole Beans which Patrice said was wonderful. I had the Foie Gras Tart which was beyond words. By the way if it is still Un-PC to eat Foie Gras it was Patrice who had it and I had the beans (yuck).

Pole Beans
Foie Gras Tart

More appetizers followed.

Matustake Mushroom Fricassee (Robert)
Seared Scallops (Patrice)

Then on to the main course.

Sautéed Sea Bass (we both had this)

And for dessert:

Vanilla Bavarois (Patrice)
Dark Chocolate Chantilly (Robert)

Of course they had to acknowledge Patrice’s birthday.

Happy Birthday Patrice
But just in case we had any room in our tummies they sent us home with these luscious Coconut and Mango Shumai.

Enough food?

Until tomorrow.

Rocky Mountaineer Day #6 “Home Sweet Home, Not Quite and I Fixed It!” Sunday, August 4, 2019

First of all before I forget, I fixed the link to the video of Owen solving the Rubik’s Cube. In case you don’t want to go back to yesterday’s post to find the link, I have added it here. Owen’s Rubik Solve Video.

Last night after resting up at our hotel for a bit, Patrice and I took Owen to the Vancouver Lookout (555 W Hastings St, Vancouver, BC V6B 4N6, Canada). Here you get a 360 degree view of the city (some parts are better than others as you would expect). You ascend to the top (553 feet above street level) via a glass elevator so you can appreciate the view immediately. It was a fun activity for us and we received vouchers as part of the Rocky Mountaineer tour so it was “free”.

This morning was a travel day but instead of heading home to LA we had to fly to San Jose so we could bring Owen back to his family. We plan to hang out here a few days and then return home. I am not sure when our next trip will be but I am sure it won’t be long.

It has been become a bit of a tradition to end each trip with a series of photos of things on the trip that have sparked my interest but possibly didn’t deserve a lot of time for me to describe. So here they are:

Obviously a place that does not want me as a customer.

Bears are very smart and will come into town looking for food. Check out this picture showing the design of a trash can meant to keep the bears out.

Very ingenious plan to keep bears out. I think it might keep some humans out too.
Did someone lose a contract, so they want to put the fear of God into the tourists?
Carlos O’Bryan’s in Kamloops, On their web site it is also listed as Kelly O’Bryan’s. It appears they are trying to appeal to Irish people who have relocated to Canada after living in South America.
Great mocha and breakfast at “49th Parallel” at Robby’s recommendation. https://49thcoffee.com/
At Nightingale we had this lunch guest join us.

I saw this sign at the Park Distillery where we had dinner one night.

I wonder if they would give you 20% off if you could spell receipt?

I apologize for grammar and spelling errors tonight, my editor is asleep and I am ready to post. But first, one last picture. Evidence of the highlight of the trip.

Heck with the sights of beauty in the Rockies, Robert solved the Cube !

Rocky Mountaineer Day #5 “Oh My, Lindsay Did It Again” Saturday, August 3, 2019

When I left you yesterday we had just finished our two day food gorge on the Rocky Mountaineer, checked into our hotel and headed out for dinner. We left the choice of a restaurant to Lindsay because as I previously stated, this is her area of expertise. She found us “Market by Jean-Georges” (1115 Alberni St, Vancouver, BC V6E 0A8). Apparently Jean-Georges Vongerichten is a famous chef with a restaurant (or 2 or 3) with Michelin Star ratings. I was informed that Michelin star is a designation of a high-end restaurant and not a high-end automobile tire.

In addition to having a “Lindsay Star” rating the place was appealing because it was located close to the hotel. Upon arrival to the address the only inkling that we were close to the restaurant was a sign on the street. Further inspection of the sign directed us to the restaurant tucked away between two buildings and on the second floor. I assume the owners only want smart clientele, unlike me who was ready to give up when I had trouble finding the place.

The staff was friendly and the ambience very good. They sat us at a table for 5 that provided a beautiful view of the neighborhood. Lindsay ordered Beef Cheeks (sounds gross but she said it was great), Patrice had Steelhead Trout, Robby and I opted for the lamb, and Owen once again wanted a cheeseburger.

Owen digging into his cheeseburger.
The lamb that Robby and I ordered was magnificent.

We all enjoyed our meals. I was very impressed how Owen powered down his burger (I guess practicing solving the Rubik’s Cube in under 30 seconds takes protein power). We tasted each other’s dishes and Owen surprised me by asking, “Can I have a little lamb, Grandpa?” Of course I obliged. A few minutes later he asked for another taste and then a third. After my lamb was gone, Owen turned to Robby and asked, “Can I have a little lamb, Robby?” Yes this is a growing boy.

In case you wondered what Beef Cheeks look like here is a photo of Lindsay’s dinner.

Today we decided to let Owen sleep in. He has been a real champ not complaining at all about the early starts dictated by our tour. Speaking of Owen, he has been amazing this trip. In addition to being a very fun and responsible traveler he spent some time entertaining and impressing the other passengers with his ability to solve the Rubik’s Cube in less than 30 seconds. If you want to see him do it, check this link. Click here to watch Owen solve the cube in seconds!

After we got the crew in gear we took a short cab ride to Science World (1455 Quebec St, Vancouver, BC V6A 3Z7). This is a very fun, hands on Science museum. They had an IMAX theater (we saw a film called “Superdogs”) and live presentations (we heard the ones about “Air”, “Sound”, and “Cold”). It was a fun time for all the children (all 5 of us). We then walked to a nearby skate park (Robby is a skateboard enthusiast). Then we walked to Nightingale (1017 W Hastings St, Vancouver, BC V6E 0C4) for a late lunch early dinner. Unfortunately our path took us through part of Vancouver’s less desirable neighborhood. This was our second time at this fine restaurant and once more had a wonderful meal.

We are now back at the hotel chilling out before our next activity. During this time Owen gave me some Rubik’s Cube pointers. Thanks to Owen and his dad (my son, David) today, August 3, 2019 at 6 pm it will forever be known as the date and time, I Robert Reiss, solved the Rubik’s Cube for the first time (Okay, I did need to use some notes). I hate to admit it but I have been spending a lot of time working on this project. In fact, I would venture to say that if I studied medicine as hard as I have been studying the cube the name Reiss would be spoken along with Dr. Salk, Dr. Sabin and Dr. DeBakey.

We will be leaving soon for some more fun in the city but more about that tomorrow.

Rocky Mountaineer Day #4 “Where the Heck is Kamloops?” Friday August 2, 2019

Yesterday the Rocky Mountaineer cruised into the city of Kamloops, British Columbia.   I don’t mean this to be disparaging to this lovely town but prior to this trip I had never heard of Kamloops.  After listening to our guide it is no wonder that I had not heard of the place.  It seems that the most notable fact about it is that Kamloops is the home of 100,000 people and 250,000 cows.  It is also the town where Mark Recchi was born.  Mr. Recchi escaped my brain until yesterday when I found out he was a former NHL hockey player and played on three Stanley Cup championship teams.

After settling into our hotel room and getting some much needed rest (after all we had been sitting on a train all day) we then went out to dinner (I might have mentioned the only activity we had on the train was eating).  Initially we planned to eat at the hotel but Lindsay reviewed the place online and recommended that we try another restaurant not too far away.   I have learned when it comes to picking restaurants I should trust Lindsay.  We walked from our hotel to Terra (326 Victoria St, Kamloops, BC V2C 2A5) and were quickly seated upon our arrival.  Lindsay is able to find great restaurants and this time she came through again.  The food and service were excellent.  Since I never can find good lamb in Los Angeles, I went for it here and I was not disappointed.  Robby had pork belly and his plate was empty when we left so I will take that as a good sign.  The others also seemed to enjoy their dishes.

My Lamb
Robby’s Pork

The waitress at Terra’s told us an interesting tidbit.  Since the Rocky Mountaineer has such a large presence in the town there is a hotline that townspeople can call to find out how many trains will be stopping that night (trains arrive from both directions), what time to expect their arrival, and how many people are on the train.  As she put it, “If they say the train will arrive with 300 people at 5:15 pm we know to expect to see a bunch of people on the street seemingly walking aimlessly about at around 6 pm.”

Today we took the train from Kamloops to Vancouver.  The trip was filled with lots of great sights and lots of great food.  On these trips I keep meeting people who are retired and speaking of the virtues of that part of life.  As many of you know I have been giving a lot of thought to calling it quits and must say it is looking like a better option everyday.  Some of my patients have informed me that I can’t retire until they die so some arrangements might have to be made in that arena.

This leg of the trip took us through a much more arid area of the country before transitioning through more greenery.  One sight that I found fascinating was where the Thompson River connects with the larger Fraser River.  The Thompson River having much less silt looks blue compared to the brownish hue of the Fraser.  In the picture below you can see the effect when they connect.

The far side of the river is water coming from the Fraser River and the near side water is from the Thompson River.

Another interesting sight was the other passengers every time a guide would tell us that something worth photographing was coming up on the right or left. 

Cameras Out !

At about 6:00 pm we finally rolled into the Rocky Mountaineer railway station in Vancouver.   We quickly boarded a bus to our hotel.  Now we are chilling in our room getting ready to have …………………….. dinner ! 

Rocky Mountaineer Day #3 “I Made a Boo Boo” Thursday August 1, 2019

This is officially the start of my birthday month so I hope you will all forgive me because I made a mistake yesterday. It turns out we did not see a caribou yesterday but rather an elk. I have updated the post but I wanted to make sure that the 7 people who might have read the blog (okay maybe I am inflating the numbers of people who read the blog) would know the truth. We met a naturalist, Denise, on the train today and she set us straight. Okay, forgive me and let’s move on.

After our elk sighting yesterday we headed up the gondola at Banff. In about an 8 minute trip we went from about 5,100 feet to about 7,100 feet. We expected it to very cold at the top so we brought our heavy coats. When we arrived it was so warm people were wearing t-shirts and shorts. We walked around and saw some incredible views. This is my favorite:

Owen, Patrice and me posing for a picture when in reality I just needed a minute to catch my breath. At my age altitude can be tough on the body,

Today was the first day of our excursion on the Rocky Mountaineer train. We were instructed to have our bags ready at 5:45 AM and bodies downstairs and ready to board the bus to the train station at 6:45 AM. You have to remember, that we are still on California time which is one hour earlier than Alberta so they were demanding a lot of us. We did make it to the rendezvous spot as requested and when we arrived at the train station we were greeted by this:

Violinist serenading waiting train passengers.

The train arrived and looked magnificent.

The Rocky Mountaineer ready for boarding? No, not yet.
First the staff had to roll out the red carpet.

We saw all sorts of wonderful sights on the 307 mile trip (or 495 km if you prefer) from Banff, Alberta to Kamloops, British Columbia. The sights included beautiful waterways, trees, mountains, trees, horses, trees, osprey, trees, cows, trees and did I mention………………. trees. But the most amazing sight we saw were people. All along the train route we saw Canadian after Canadian waving to us. It was as if we were the Canadian national hockey team having just won the Olympic gold medal and they were greeting us on our victory tour. It was an incredible sight. It is one thing for people in the hotels and various tourist attractions to be nice but mere strangers on the side of the road to stop what they were doing just to welcome us with a wave of the hand was truly inspiring. You might recall I loved Australia in part because, unlike much of the world, Australians genuinely seemed to like Americans. I think the Aussies might need to take a back seat to the Canadians.

Although I had a great time on day one of the train trip and was very happy with all the great things we saw, my favorite sight was captured by my daughter Lindsay in this picture.

Looking forward to day 2 on the train. I would love to read your comments.

Rocky Mountaineer Day #2 “What Weird Thing Will Robert Eat Now?” Wednesday July 31, 2019

Last night we had a lovely dinner at the Primrose restaurant in the Rimrock Resort Hotel. Service was excellent, as was the food. Portions were small (I guess they didn’t realize we are Americans and need massive quantities on our plates). We did see a first when, after water was poured, we were informed, “The citrus server will be along shortly”. Just moments later another server came by and offered us our choice of citrus for our water glasses.

We had a choice of citrus: Lime, Orange, Lemon, or Cucumber (wait, is that citrus?) to add to our water glasses.

Followers of this blog know I have eaten some unusual items on our trips. Amazing what I will do for my fans. I have eaten Gander, Whale, Kangaroo, Ostrich, Horse and let’s not forget everyone’s favorite, Caterpillar (absolutely disgusting). Last night I ate something not so exotic but actually very delicious when I ordered Venison,

Very tasty venison but 2 or 3 more medallions would have been welcome.

Today we had a tour arranged by Patrice. She was so smart. Instead of taking a standard tour in which we got up very early and were dragged around the town with 48 other tourists we hired our own driver (for only a trace more money) and were able to set our start time and location visits. At 10:00 AM we were picked by our driver, Matt in a beautiful Cadillac Escalade. See below

Cadillac Escalade, unbelievably comfortable.
Matt, our driver, outfitted the car with all sorts of wonderful snacks, drinks and information booklets. He was a very safe driver and had lots of great suggestions about how to structure our trip,

We traveled to Lake Moraine, Lake Louise and saw the historic Fairmont Chateau Lake Louise.

Robby, Lindsay, Owen, Patrice and me in front of Lake Louise, If you think it is impossible for it to look that blue you are right. It is much bluer. We had some problems getting this photo. The person I asked to take the picture took the one below first.
Something tells me I didn’t ask Ansel Adams to take our photo. Maybe not Ansel but I think the nose shows a remarkable likeness.

On the way back our driver suggested we go a bit out of the way and take Highway 1A with hopes of seeing animals. Matt kept encouraging us to look for animals. He explained the best sign of a wild animal is a parked car by the side of the road. This method worked perfectly as it helped him identify a black bear very close to the roadside. The bear was amongst the shrubs searching for food so it was hard to get a good look or a picture. But just a short way down the road we saw this.

An elk posturing by the roadside.

Tonight we are headed to the Gondola. You know how much I hate heights so it is my dedication as a grandpa that is making me do it (or my stupidity).

Rocky Mountaineer Day#1 “Is This Really Happening” July 30, 2019

I have often been envious of patients when they have told me stories of taking their grandchildren on vacations. Typically they take them individually as the child reaches a milestone (e.g. graduating high school, becoming a teenager, etc.). Patrice and I have both dreamed of that day. Well folks that day is today. Robyn and David are allowing us to take their oldest son, Owen, on a trip. This might seem like no big deal to you but it is a huge step for them. I don’t want to say that David and Robyn (who we affectionately refer to as Dobyn) are overprotective but let me just tell you that when I wanted to take Owen in their pool when he was a baby, David insisted on reviewing the steps for infant CPR before I did so.

So when we asked if we could take Owen on a trip and Dobyn agreed to let us you can imagine our excitement. Patrice decided on the Rocky Mountaineer for a variety of reasons. It came very highly recommended from Patrice’s sister, Fern and her husband Brian. It also met one of Owen’s requests, that we go to a foreign country where English is spoken. We also had to find a time that worked for the young man since his summer activities are very extensive. You know what I mean, science camp, karate camp, chess camp, etc. can make things a bit challenging to find a time that fits into both of our schedules. My patients are aware, my schedule is also busy. As one of my patients recently said to me, “Dr. Reiss seems like you are either on vacation, about to go on vacation, or just got back from vacation. Have you forgotten the word work?”.

This morning we headed off to Canada with Owen and also our daughter, Lindsay, and her boyfriend, Robby. Our flight left at 9 AM but I was up at 5:30. Excited does not adequately describe the way I feel.

The flight from LAX to Calgary was smooth except there were tons of young children. Owen was quietly using his iPad or Rubik’s cube and frequently interacting with Patrice and me. The hoards of other children were crying, running up and down the aisles and creating smells that do not belong in an enclosed space. At least not one at 35,000 feet without any means of escape.

Arrival at Calgary airport was smooth with very few people roaming the halls (unlike the masses of people encountered at LAX). We then took a pleasant 2 hour motor coach (not bus of course) ride to our hotel in Banff. There were only about 12 people on the bus and 5 of them were in our group.

We are staying at the Rimrock Hotel and it is lovely. Rooms are spacious and the staff very accommodating. The views from the rooms are spectacular

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View of the mountains from our hotel room.

Time for dinner. I didn’t get much sleep last night so I am running out of gas. This will be all for tonight.

Zimbabwe, Zambia, Botswana, South Africa The Final Day “Summary of Our Trip” June 12, 2019 written on June 14, 2019.

I am so sorry but the WiFi on this trip was so awful that I was not able to blog. Even when we did have service, opening simple emails was often a chore. So instead of my daily ramblings I hope one very long post to summarize the remainder of our trip will suffice.

Patrice and I are finally home. The trip was a success but not without its challenges. You already know about our drama on day one and our brief visit in Johannesburg but much more was to follow. After leaving Johannesburg we spent 3 nights each in 4 different camps in order to go on safaris. We stayed in Hwange National Park in Zimbabwe, Kafue National Park in Zambia, Chobe National Park in Botswana and finally the Okavango Delta also in Botswana. Each had its own charm and variety of animals. We were very lucky to see all the animals on our wish list and a bunch of bonus creatures including some of which I had never heard of prior to this trip. I learned a lot about the animals but unfortunately looking at my pictures it remains a challenge to differentiate between a Kudu (not Kudo), Puku, and a Roan (and don’t get me started on the birds).

The one common feature of every one of the safari parks was that they were incredibly cold in the morning, too hot in the afternoon and unbearably cold at night. Our rooms were “tent cabins” with zero insulation. It was impossible to shower in the morning (I quickly learned it was best to shower after the very warm early evening game drives) and the nights were totally miserable. One night in order to sleep I wore (from bottom to top) socks, thermal underwear, pajama bottoms, t-shirts (one short sleeve and one long sleeve), pajama top, sweatshirt, and a wool cap. In spite of all those articles of clothing I was still cold. For animal lovers who are used to camping in challenging weather, this is the trip for you. If you are like us and consider roughing it when you stay at a Holiday Inn, this might not be your ideal adventure. Yes, the accommodations were not adequate for this tender boy from Southern California. But the sights during the day (and sometimes at night) were often spectacular.

One of MANY elephants we saw.
Sometimes we even saw elephants in our room.
We were supposed to go on a boat ride but we were told a cheetah had been sighted so we went on another game drive. We never found the cheetah but we did follow this leopard for about 40 minutes.
The female lion was in “estrus” and the male was more that happy to accommodate his mate’s biologic needs. If you want to watch them mating here is a link to a video of lions thanks to our co-traveler, Jane. https://youtu.be/ddyqUvOOaD0
Cape Buffalo
Vulture in silhouette waiting for a meal. We did see a crowd of vultures, hyenas and jackals feasting on a dead elephant but I will spare you that sight.
Hippos just hanging out.
Giraffe
Animal with horns.

In addition to the sub-par accommodations the food was often a challenge as well. There was plenty of food offered and sometimes it was good. Sometimes it was not so good. Also we had some interesting cultural experiences. For example we were offered ice cream in one park. One of our fellow travelers asked for 3 scoops and this is was she got.

Three scoops of ice cream, Chobe National Park style.
These are Mopane Worms (aka caterpillars).

After the 12 days of safaris we headed to Victoria Falls. I had been told that these were as spectacular as the Iguazú Falls that border Brazil and Argentina. We have now seen both and I can’t decide between the two. They are both amazing sights of nature.

It might be hard to believe but this picture does not do the rainbow sightings justice. They were beyond verbal or pictorial description.

The Falls were great but even better was the hotel. IT WAS WARM IN THE ROOM. The shower was bit odd. It didn’t have a shower door or curtain and was adjacent to the sink. This left the bathroom floor flooded after either of us showered. But I didn’t care, the room was warm. The hotel food was also very good.

After completing our visit to Victoria Falls seven of our travelers either went home or to other locations to continue their trip. Patrice and I (along with 6 other travelers and our guide) headed to Cape Town.

Animal sightings in Cape Town were sparse but we did learn a lot about South Africa during our four days in the city. The first night we were invited to have dinner at the home of a family who reside just. outside of the city. We learned that the people in South Africa are divided into ethnic categories, White, African (what we would refer to as Black or African-American; obviously that term would be meaningless here since they are not Americans) and mixed ethnicity referred to as “Colored”. They are very aware that “Colored” has a negative connotation in the States but not so in South Africa. In fact one of our tour guides referred to himself as Colored (or do they spell it Coloured?) and our hosts for dinner also described themselves as colored. Since the elimination of Apartheid (1994) people have been allowed to live wherever they choose (and can afford) but in spite of 25 years of democracy there is still marked segregation in neighborhoods. Of great interest (and we learned that this was not an accident) White, African and Colored neighborhoods are often separated by natural and man-made barriers to help prevent mixing of the races. For example it is not unusual to see an interstate dividing two such neighborhoods (called Townships).

We were also given a tour of the townships and this was very eye opening. In spite of 25 years of democracy people are still living (estimated 1,000,000 outside of Cape Town) in shacks with limited services. We also saw this in Johannesburg but at the time I didn’t realize it was so pervasive.

Photo of the Langa township just outside of Cape Town. In 2011 estimated to be the “Home” for 52,000 residents with a density of 44,000 people per square mile. By comparison Manhattan Island in New York with all its high raises has a density of 67,000 people per square mile. Notice the wall lettering indicating, “Unlimited Internet Coming Soon”.

While in Cape Town we also visited Robben Island where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned for 18 of his 27 years of incarceration. We took a drive along the coast to the Cape of Good Hope and stopped to see penguins just north of the Cape (yes penguins in Africa). Patrice and I visited the District Six museum. This museum commemorated an area (called District Six) where “Coloreds” lived until 1966 when it was decided that this should be a “Whites Only” neighborhood. Sixty thousand people were displaced from their homes and essentially dumped into townships (what we would call slums or ghettos). The homes were destroyed and to this day the area has not been redeveloped. The District is now the residence for homeless people living in tents and trash that has been dumped there.

After our 10+ hour flights from Cape Town to London then London to Los Angeles, It’s good be home. Even if I was up at 2 AM writing this blog entry. Now I have to get ready for work. And, of course, plan our next trip.

Zimbabwe, Zambia, Botswana, South Africa Day #3 “On Our Way to Zimbabwe, Good Bye For a Week?” May 25, 2019.

Today we leave for Zimbabwe. We have been told to report to the lobby by 8:30 am to head to the airport which is a 3 minute drive in order to be there in time for our 11:25 am flight. Looks like we are in for a “hurry up and wait” day. The bad news is that this might be the last you’ll hear from me for a week. I’m told that the WiFi service for the next week will be poor, at best.

We had a great day yesterday after arrival. As I mentioned our pick up at the airport and delivery to the hotel went very smoothly. Since we arrived early we arranged a tour of Johannesburg and Soweto. The tour was 4 hours and only 2 other people signed up so it was very comfortable. Our guide (who introduced himself as “Prosper”) was magnificent. He was an excellent driver and very knowledgeable about Johannesburg.

Prosper talked to us about the Europeans entry to South Africa, the discovery of gold and diamonds. I’m sure it’s not surprising to learn that the influx of foreigners was closely related to the discovery of those two precious items. Prosper also told us about the history of apartheid and the transition from minority white rule to majority African rule. We got to see the homes of Nelson Mandela and Desmond Tutu. We also visited some very depressing housing areas and a museum dedicated to the 600 children killed during a protest on June 16, 1976. It was a very interesting and sobering 4 hours.

Prosper, Patrice, and Robert on our tour bus.
Housing, minutes from Johannesburg.
Closer look at same area.
Nelson Mandela’s home.
Desmond Tutu’s home.
Apparently this young man thought that Bishop Tutu’s home was a urinal.

We are ready to board our flight to Zimbabwe. I hope I can send you some pictures tomorrow. If not enjoy the respite from my rambling while you can.

Zimbabwe, Zambia, Botswana, South Africa Day #2 “?” May 23 and 24, 2019.

Although we were put through hell yesterday (or was that today?) the flight on Virgin Atlantic was spectacular. We had very comfy seats that converted into beds. It wasn’t that the seat reclined but rather the seat converted to a bed. The flight attendant had to help with the transition. I got 4 hours sleep which is darn good for me on a plane. I’m hoping to get a few more on our next flight.

The flight crew was great. They were very attentive although at times a bit hard to understand. During the meal service one of the flight attendants asked if I “had your starta yet?” She repeated this about 4 times before I realized she was asking “Have you had your starter yet?” It still took me a moment to understand that she was asking if I had my appetizer (starter) yet. After finishing my starter I tried to grab the fork as the attendant was taking the plate. She said “Don’t worry about that, I bring you a clean one”. It felt like fine dining at 37,000 feet. Although the flight staff was very caring they did seem a bit ditsy at times. For example they brought Patrice’s dessert but never brought mine. Either they forgot or possibly they were aware that I’ve put on 7 pounds since starting this travel extravaganza on March 2nd and were trying to reverse the trend.

After a rest at the Heathrow airport lounge we headed to our gate for our flight from London to Johannesburg. There was a paucity of places to sit by the gate but luckily we grabbed two spots. People were lined up to board but no announcement had been made regarding boarding. Then they announced that boarding would begin in 10 minutes and a slew of people joined the other passengers on line. Next we informed that, due to some maintenance issues, boarding would be delayed another 30 minutes. Patrice and I remained seated but people on line did not budge. Don’t these people realize we will all be getting to Johannesburg at the same time no matter when we board the plane? And of course we will get there about 30 minutes before our luggage which I’m convinced must come via a separate carrier. How else can you explain an elderly person like me heading to baggage claim, stopping off for a bathroom break, and in spite of my snail’s pace still getting there before my luggage?

Now we are on our flight and heading to Johannesburg which I’ve learned is affectionately called either “Jo-Burg” or “JNB”. I’m hopeful a nap will be followed by some travel brilliance once we arrive in Jo Burg.

10 Hours Later:

We arrived in JNB after an adequate flight on British Airways. We lost a day with the flight, leaving London on May 23 and arriving at JNB on May 24th. We both got some sleep so we are ready to roll. Unfortunately for a passenger near us I had to climb over his feet every time I went to the bathroom so I would unavoidably wake him each time.

The poor bloke who I kicked or stepped on every time I went to the loo. He was very understanding but I still felt bad.

Our OAT pickup at the airport could not have been smoother (OAT gets a point for this but I’m still annoyed at them). Then a 3 minute shuttle ride got us to our hotel. Johannesburg is just an arrival juncture. Tomorrow morning we leave for Victoria Falls. Since we have the day to ourselves (and because we have been told by numerous people that Jo Burg can be a bit dicey) we decided to hire a guided tour of the city rather than explore on our own.

More about that tomorrow. I think it’s time for another nap before we head out to see the city.