18 April 2011

No, I am not Ryan Sandes...

Forgot to mention that on the flight back from Cape Town to Durban after the NDC, I was wearing the black race t-shirt. I boarded the plane pretty late and was busy stuffing my stuff into the tiny overhead bins (I had a lot of stuff). Just as I sit down the middle aged guy diagonally across behind from me taps me on the shoulder and asks me if I am "that Ryan guy that goes running in the deserts". For a moment I was tempted to bathe in the vicarious glory of being Ryan Sandes, but then I decided that I probably could not keep up the pretence for very long.

You have to admit, the resemblance is uncanny. :-)

... but thank you for asking.

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