My family and other nutcases

 The picture on the right is so amazing. This was taken after the wedding and before the reception time.  You have to understand that Ashleigh does not pose for photo's so this was completely out of character or should I say, this is actually who she is. A complete and utter nutcase. Jesse is your upright citizen who has to always look good and always projects the together guy. Jason, he always acts like that, like all the bulbs on the tree aren't burning. It was such a blessing to share this day with them and to see them embrace their little cousins.  The wedding couple and their kids in the Vestry after the wedding. Scott is an amazing young man who values his family highly, He has a real fathers heart when it comes to their family. My sister Renata listening to the speeches with Debbie on the far left looking on. It was so hot on this day I think it was definitely about 35 degrees. So proud of Renata, not sure if she took medication or had some weed but she was

The flight was approximately 3 hours to Luanda on board TAAG Airlines. Now you have to understand the joy that was in my heart at the fact that we were now in the air. Because of the stress of the situation I was suddenly hot and my heart was truly racing. I was so thankful to Jesse for staying at the airport and for taking charge when I basically melted.  My fear and trembling was by no means over as we had now the prospect of problems in Luanda to face. In my mind I could not relax and all the thoughts about possible arrest flooded my mind. We were however on the flight and that was a positive start.  Now TAAG was an interesting flight, it was clearly an older plane and my excitement of being in the air was rather dampened a bit at the realisation that this plane was old. The seats were broken and the TV's were not working. Only Jason seemed to have any form of a movie playing. The hosts and hostesses tried in vain to help out but just threw their hands in the air. The

This of you who have read my blog would have read about my arrest on a previous trip to the Meditteranean in Johannesburg. Every bone in my body was prepared to take a flight out of Cape Town and NOT Johannesburg. The prospect of not leaving Johannesburg occupied my mind for a long time so when Jesse and I sat down to plan our flights, it was going to be a flight out of Cpt. The best priced flights were on TAAG (Angolan Airlines). So we booked Debbie, Jason and myself on Taag, flying via Angola, Portugal then London.  We worked out layover times and everything panned out really well. Because Jesse and Ashleigh did not have their passports ready as yet, they were going to fly Qatar Airways the next day. A mistake which I made which actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Fast Forward to the day of departure and Jesse takes us to the airport. I tell him to just drop us off and go but he insists that he wants to make sure that we go through customs. The excitement at che