A three-hour drive to Seattle.
A three-hour wait for my flight.
A nine-and-one-half hour flight to Amsterdam.
A two-hour layover at Schiphol.
A ten-and-one-half hour flight to Johannesburg (on which KLM had internet! Unbelievable!).
A half-hour wait to collect my suitcase and get through Passport Control.
A two-hour wait to catch the hotel shuttle, stand in line at reception, get checked-in, find out I have the wrong room, stand in line at reception again, get sent back to the room, wait for housekeeping, and a thirty-minute wait for them to make-up my room.
That's a thirty-and-one-half-hour day in two days.
But I'm in South Africa.
At long last.