Ku De Ta B & B
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... be seen of the surrounding low lands. We then came down from the mountains through a large number of pine plantations to Hazyview which was a surprisingly large town. The camp here was not fantastic as they had been doing a number of upgrades so the truck had to park in the carpark outside the newly constructed electric fence. This meant we actually had the evening meal in the car park ...
... than Ham and Eggs. I picked up a few souvenirs at the Skakuza store (same place I got souvenirs last time), then we headed toward our next camp, Lower Sabie. It was 45 KM's away, which meant almost two hours. Rich spotted more game, and we took our time. Rich is excellent at spotting game. Despite driving the car, he will see something before I do about 95% of the time. He'll spot an animal half a mile away through grass and brush. He knows ...
On the way to Kruger Safari Park we stopped in two towns Nelspruit and Barberton.
When we arrived at our hotel in Nelspruit I was feeling out of place I had not seen a single white person yet. I was also ravenous so we went out to a restaurant called "Cicada" where mum got overexcited about having a glass of wine for the first time.
At the Cicada me and mum got some delicious stakes that melted in your mouth and ...
... sign on for another 2 years in Botswana. Dave and I couldn’t help thinking that we were meant to run into them for some unknown reason—maybe we’ll come back and do some medical work here sometime??After breakfast, we were picked up by our driver and went over the Victoria Falls bridge to Zambia. The Vic Falls Bridge is where they do the bungie jumping—it is such an old bridge they only let one car ...
... rice were good when they finally did arrive. The rest of the group was imbibing with great fun, especially some blue drink served in a huge pitcher as if it was Kool-Aid.
After dinner the three of us walked back to the hotel through thick fog with not a soul or vehicle to be seen or heard. It was a bizarre atmosphere. Graskop was like a ghost town or a scene in a horror movie where something terrible was about to happen. ...