We're leaving on a jet plane

Weather: good
Temp:9 - 20
Wall flower: Pretty Shanghai graffiti.

Usually I can handle just about anything. I've been told that I'm a pretty tough cookie (and some other choice descriptions). But today China got the better of me and I had a little cry. And I DON'T cry.

I'm guessing that life for the fabulously wealthy is easy. Pay somebody and all the pain goes away. Must be nice for those folks. The money grabbing bitch My friend Kiki from World Care Pet Transport offered to take care of getting the cats to Shanghai for a measly R1300 per cat. That "includes admin and the flights". Unlucky for Kiki I'm not fresh off the plane anymore. So I booked the cats' flight etc myself. But of course it wasn't THAT easy. I wanted to fly with China Eastern - they had the cheapest flight. I should have known that things were going to go horribly wrong when the Chinglish voice prompts were: "Press 1 for operator. Press 2 for sex". I pressed 2 and got a fax line. I phoned again and pressed 1. Despite choosing English as my preferred language I got through to a person who did not know what a cat was.
I explained in broken Chinese. "Aah! You fly cat Shanghai."
Yes, three cats.
No, fly only 2.
But I have 3 cats.
No, you no fly 3 cats. Two cats for each person.
What do you suggest I do with the third cat.
Only two cats can fly.
Is there another way (by now I'm starting to loose it)
Only two cats can fly.
Henri hangs up and has a little cry.

I then dried my tears and phoned China Air, spoke to an amazing, helpful, friendly, knowledgeable person. The cats, all three, are booked on the same flight as me and we're leaving Beijing next Thursday. All for R450.