Friday, 17 July 2009
The travelling gods are against me. No visa, thus no passport as yet. There is a postal strike this weekend so the chances of it arriving before Monday are slim. There is a half hour slot on Monday between the post arriving and me having to leave for the airport but history says 'no chance'. Am I concerned, no. Asian time culture is well inside my experience having once waited 14 hours for a Tristar (my favourite plane until they started to fall out of the sky too regularly) that had been requisitioned by a local Prince to go to a Polo match. Despite the unreliability of 'in country' airlines that particular record delay is still standing after 30 years. I do not count cancelled or crashed flights as a delay.