On Thursday night I was home bound with old business partners Bryan Hirsch, after a series of meetings with clients in Cape Town.
Our flight to Johannesburg at 6 and it only 4.15 am, but the minutes tick by starting faster than we are shifted to the front.
At every turn in the road we seem to face yet another in-road jammed with vehicles heading home to the suburbs.
I was on a slight advantage to Bryan, printed my boarding pass way back when I booked in that morning on Oliver Tambo, allow me to head straight to the gate as soon as we make it to the airport. Bryan still must negotiate those annoying queues at check-in counter, crowded with tourists burdened with clumsy packed luggage and souvenirs.