Today we ventured to the mobile phone store to get a new Tourist SIM card. On arrival at the store we took our ticket ahead of five other people in the queue. The shop assistant turned on the machine to announce the numbers to proceed to the desk. Our number was 4503. The first number called was 0001. I said to George, goodness me we've got a long wait. 🤣 The announcement then went to 3000, then 0002, then 6000 and some other numbers. All this time the disinterested shop assistant was tapping away on her computer. Luckily all of us in the queue had a sense of humour about how ridiculous the situation was. Finally, after what seemed like forever, we got lucky. Well we thought we did until the unhappy assistant told us they don't sell pre-pay SIM cards and we had to go to 7 Eleven. We should have gone to the convenience store before because they were far more efficient. And they smiled. In five minutes we were sorted.
50 something on her travels
Travelling the world in my 50s around my work