We spent the last night in a hotel in Capetown near Green Point and watched the sunset over the waves. Zora’s favorite South African babysitter Merle came for one last night so we could meet Gamal and Cornell at a restaurant called Beluga. What we are learning is that our fabulous hipster friends have begun to tailor our outings to whether we are taking Zora along. This was revealed to us when Gamal changed the location of our dinner once he learned that we were successful in booking a babysitter.
The next morning, on our way out of Cape Town, we swooped in for a quick swing through Greenmarket Square. Z Charlie Charles sported a new reggae beanie which went splendidly with her “ONE LOVE” onesie.
We flew a short ride from Cape Town to JoBurg, where we had some hours to kill in the airport lounge. Then, we settled into our South African Airways flight from JoBurg to JFK by way of Dakar, Senegal. This would be a total of 15 hours in the air, plus one hour on the ground in Dakar. I paid a baggage porter to expedite the checking in of our shall we say AMPLE assortment of luggage, but in the process we did not get ticketed in a bulkhead where the bassinets are available. Somehow, on our way into security, we bumped into the queen of South African Air and with a click of her wand (shhhhhring!), we were reticketed into ideal seats with a bassinet!
As it was Zora Charles 6th month birthday, we conducted the monthly photo shoot on the flight in her bassinet. Lucky for all of us, she decided to sleep for most of the flight, except in Dakar where she performed an impressive screaming fit which was brief, but memorable, combining an array of sounds from her famous game show wrong answer buzzes to the whistle of oncoming trains and into a new realm of wild insects in the deep, wet jungle and the sound one makes when finding a slug underfoot.
All in all, a very successful overseas flight for Z.
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