Even the organised can’t beat the airline

So I’m on a business trip to Joburg (for the Day Job), and thought I had it all taped.

Don’t want to check in luggage, so have two days’ worth of clothes, cosmetics, a book and my handbag squished into a legal-sized piece of hand luggage (I checked the dimensions on the airline’s website, prompted by an item in a list).

But guess what – the bloody thing now weighs 9kg and so I had to check it in. Complete with the book I intended to read on the flight. Why, oh, why did  I think the weight wouldn’t be an issue?

I relapsed into my inner South African-ness and assumed the rule did not apply to me. K*k, as the inner Seffican puts it.