Brussels

I'm now in Brussels... Only an hour till the next flight leaves. Surrounded by Africans, I feel like I'm going to my spritual home ... Pretty sure I am an African born into the wrong skin!

I really wanted to jump out of the window and land in those fluffy clouds... They really looked like you could romp through them. I didn't.

Beginning to feel like I've been up since 3am which is hardly surprising. Got a few mins sleep on the last leg, but the next one lasts 8 and a half hours (I think .. Haven't quite worked out the time difference!) so there must be some sleep age soon. Wondering how many meals they give us too....