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The Captain : 4th Night
The first half an hour of the flight is interesting. The terrain over which we're flying is extraordinary. Dry. Sterile. Interesting rock formations. But after that it becomes monotonous with the road stretching out to the horizon in front of us and behind us. The a/c is not as efficient as it needs to be. It's hot outside and not a lot cooler inside. We're soon wet with perspiration. The cans of soft drink are going down fast and I worry that we might run out of liquid to drink.
Piet must be reading my thoughts as I scrunch up my last tin of oversweet cola and chuck it in the waste bag. “Don't worry,” he says with a smile. “My friend keeps a two-gallon container of drinking water behind the seats.”
“I don't suppose a man would last long out here without wate
