I remember that day so clearly, way back in 1987. My colleagues dropped me off in front of the Imperial Hotel (in Pietermaritzburg) so that I could take the Cheetah Coaches to the Louis Botha Airport in Durban. This was going to be my first ride on a plane and my first trip to Cape Town.
Monday, 7 November 2016
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