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Butterfly in the desert(Pt2)



So now where was I, oh yeah, I remember now. The communication was a scramble with security due to the language and also that I was a stranger. Imagine what I was unable to find in my luggage because I was a little behind in the check-in process. You can imagine how OR Tambo is not a stroll through the park. Finally, I got to the luggage inquiry and it was closed. That being said, they wanted me to come around 11 o'clock, although I arrived around 8 o'clock. So I had to find my way to the arrival pick up point.


About my hair, I told you people were wondering where I did my hair. I wore jeans, a shirt, and an enormous jacket, of which I looked overdressed. You know-how back home when wearing clothes that show a bit of skin you will be considered an immoral person, but here it was an unusual story.


Public affection was natural, seeing couples embrace each other, of cause I blushed. Reminiscences of my parents telling me to close my eyes during that graphic scene on TV. I was kidding, that blushing part didn't happen, so why did you laugh. One thing that intrigued me the most was how beautiful everything was and how late the businesses were running, even though we were amid a pandemic.


Do not forget that at home, the assistant closed the shop and told you that it was time for us to stop. Anyways so I reached home an hour later and the highway was smooth and has no portholes.


So, let's conclude this story, that these are many things that we see in life as true ethics that are not important for others. What I saw in South Africa that expression is vivid and that's why now and then they have new ideas because they are open-minded, Should we not accept certain things and learn new things. This is just a short story, but the journey is still going on. Hold on, I'll keep you in the loop. Bye

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