February 28. Goodbye Africa.

Our flight to Dubai is late at night, so we use the day to do some writing in the same seventh street we remember from our last visit to Joburg. We have a delicious lunch in a French place and I write a few dull paragraphs.
And then we say goodbye to Etienne and Abi, hop on a minibus to the airport (sorry Yeon for being stressed-out), and wait for our flight to Dubai. We spend our last Rands on something I’ve already forgotten.

Anything happens? Dialectics: this is a day to make other days appear spicier.

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Kamiel Choi

Dutch philosopher and poet, sometimes sharing thoughts on the internet.

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