Sylvia's Journal

I managed to hit the holiday traffic back on the N1 to Pretoria which meant being stuck in stop and go traffic for some time – I thought my ride back from Jo’burg would be a cinch, as I wouldn’t get lost this time but it took me once again nearly two hours for what should be a 45 minute ride.

I am driving a stick shift car, requiring my left ankle to be very active at an odd angle for the 30 minutes of driving in stop and go first gear traffic; this after two days in a resort where every path was excruciatingly painful to navigate because of the uneven bricks and steep inclines. Luckily I had an ice pack that has been sitting unused in the freezer.

We finished the workshop early; I think this is going to be my signature – about half an hour before the stated ending time. Most people like it except those flying home and having to wait even longer at the airport.

I learned a few things about the very complex (South African) world of pharmaceutical products and services – I thought I knew a little from Afghanistan, but here it is complex in another way – there are so many more stakeholders.

And now I am back in the apartment for the home stretch: one more team building workshop on Thursday and Friday, another massage on Sunday and then a midnight departure to Amsterdam on Monday. It’s time to go home.