The flight had been bland. There had been others on the flight who Yolanda had spent a good portion of the time just observing. What else was there to do? She had traveled before and had found people watching to be one of the most interesting pass times available; though that wasn't saying much.

She had soon grown bored of people watching and slipped headphones on, listening to music at what could be considered a damaging level. She didn't mind - as long as she couldn't hear the chatter surrounding nor the attempts at conversation the man beside her was stumbling through, she was happy.

Yolanda took her headphones out as they neared their destination, just to catch the end of the neighboring man's comment: "--tattoo?"

She blinked at him as he smiled and gestured to the small portion of tattoo now visible above the coverings of her singlet. She regretted leaning forward to sit now. However, being experienced in such a situation, Yolanda gave him her best confused smile.

"Ek praat nie Engles.*" She replied with a shrug and a slight hand movement. As the plane landed, she soon stood and moved past the man, who now looked quite despondent. She laughed a little at that.

Exiting the plane, she dealt with the tiresome customs and bag collection before stepping out onto the street outside and hailing a cab. Thankfully, the taxi driver spoke English and was able to get around her strong accent, something that some occasionally had problems with.

Arriving at her destination, Yolanda paid the man. She was well prepared when it came to money, having made the currency exchange long before she had even started packing. She stepped out of the vehicle and grabbed her bags, then swiftly walking into the reception area of the resort.

Yolanda gave a small smile to the woman behind the desk as she was handed her key. Room four. Following the woman's instructions, she soon found herself at her room. Setting her bags down - baggage was a pain that never ended - she unlocked the door and picked up her bags, entering and heading straight for one of the beds - the one on the far left.

She threw her bags down and sat on the bed, breathing deep. Only then did she allow herself a genuine smile.

[*I don't speak English.]