The Uber drivers were plentiful, but not always well marked. The friendly fellow working in the median near the Apartheid Museum in Johannesburg helped us find a black car. The driver quoted us a fair price to our desired location and we all hopped in. He took us safely to our location and advised us that we would be safe if we stayed on the main block in Maboneng Precinct. We paid him and thanked him, and imagined how shocked our husbands would be over our lack of inhibitions!
When the four of us from our book club decided to travel to Africa to go on safari, we wanted to make the most of the trip. We googled, pinned blogs and borrowed library books about Africa. After several dinner meetings, and communications with a travel agent, our itinerary was settled.
Two nights in Johannesburg. Six nights on safari and 3 nights in Capetown.
We flew from New York to Johannesburg on British Airlines with a 2 hour layover in London. The long flight in coach was bearable with friends, and movies and wine and my butt pillow. Really, the butt pillow was key on this trip. We tried to sleep a little on the 11 hour flight from London to Johannesburg. We had a busy day ahead of us.
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