The road home

Greetings from majestic O.R. Thambo airport in Johannesburg.  This is to say I am finally back in SA.  This place must be starting to feel like home, because even just being around in the airport is feeling like a familiar comforting thing.  That I've only done like twice before ever.  Anyway, here's a picture for no reason:

Thambo is an airport.  Of the normal sort, mostly.  I am currently squatting between the entrances to the two bathrooms (mens and ladies), outside of Soaring Eagle Spur, so that I can use their wifi without getting irate glares from the waitress for sitting there for 2 hours and ordering nothing more than Rooibos.
My flight is not for like 4 more hours, and I have only about 8 student papers to grade, so get ready for some remarks about my Lagos -> Joburg experience.  Why?  Not because it is interesting.  Well, maybe certain aspects of it are, especially a few bits of the Lagos side...

In transit part 2: the 9ja connexion

So, no posts in a while.  I guess that figures - once I have steady and fast internet connectivity, you can count on it to distract me so thoroughly that I lose track of the world and thus fail to do useful and worthwhile things, as they get crowded out by flash games and such.

And so in other news, I'm in Nigeria.  Ibadan, Lead City university.  Everyone says it's pronounced like 'leed', but I'm not convinced that it's justified.  Maybe Ibadan is one of the world's largest lead producers.  I mean, probably it's not so, but still.

But I digress.  Really, what happened is I was sitting and having a beer whilst writing those 2 paragraphs, and then other people came in and I got distracted.