45 Marine Drive Hermanus

... down outside his shack on a broken chair, leaning on his walking stick. Two men greet with a handshake and a big smile. Children smile and wave at us. As we continue on the N2 towards Knysna and a more familiar looking environment, I have to giggle at myself for letting my imagination running wild like that. Half an hour later we are sitting in a beautiful restaurant on the quay in Knysna sucking on prawns and gulping down mussels. What a contrast, especially ...

... case you are interested, here is how you make the drink: Mash 6 kiwis and put in a blender. Add water and sugar and blend to a syrup mixture. Then add vodka and apple juice. The drink should be 1/3 kiwi mixture, 1/3 vodka, and 1/3 apple juice. Add cucumber slices to taste. We hung out at the hostel bar that night. Brittany found a cat without rabies at the hostel and brought him to the bar. People did not appreciate the fat cat’s presence.
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... constant rain.... thinking I would wake up in the morning to a text message from the shark diving company telling me that our trip was cancelled as it had been done the day before. The thing is that the overnight weather seemed infinitely worse than the day before so we were prepared to receive the bad news, pack our bags and head back to Cape Town for our afternoon flight. It was Tuesday morning and our flight would be leaving that afternoon but in holding ...

... now. Myself, several others and a part of a tour headed back. I sleep in the office (it's a nice beautiful house on the bay). I heard after I left it got much worse we found out they were about 6ft swells. I got a lucky invitation to join them tomorrow because the wind was coming a different way. I accepted, I mean how many times can you go white shark diving. They prepped me and gave me medication, I was a bit nervous but they seemed to enthusiastic and ...

... delicate floral bouquet and long finish remeniscent of long autumn walks, anad reminded more of that taste when you lick your lips after a really long run! Bouncing about on the net bit at the front (proper naval term) was brilliant and the poor extended indian family inside the boat were really jealous. I could tell. In the evenig we had a fantastic seafood dinner with ouma rounded off with an amazing creme brulee, and then straight home and asleep before i knew what hit me! A great day!

... above the waves, then a whale coming right out of the water and landing with a tremendous splash in the waves. There were times when you could clearly see there were a mother and babe side by side. Eventually we broke and had lunch in one of the little restaurants serving dishes from all over the world (Fusion Café). I had a type of crisp bread called tramazinni with spicy chicken, cheese, peppadew and other delicacies. Even the potatoes (a very delicate pan ...

We took a trip by down the coast from Cape Town to Simonstad. It was a very picturesque drive with the tracks going right along the ocean for a good part of it. We had lunch in Simonstad and toured around. We then booked a private sight-seeing with one of the locals - an older British man with a rickety old van. We drove to Cape of Good ...

... the meat was fresh so it would take a few minutes) I looked around the market a little more. When I got my burger I pealed off the tomato and put some 'ketchup' on it, or what I thought was ketchup, it was actually sweet and sour sauce, and the man behind the counter gave me a funny face when I put it on my burger. So I wiped that off and then bit into my burger, only to realize that since I had ordered a 'cheeseburger' and not what I had previously thought odd on the menu to be ...

... will help but end up confused when they don't. Perhaps when we become focused on one solution, we become closed to others. Perhaps help is something that cannot be defined until it is given. In my own experience, when I have tried to control the outcome, I somehow lose. Sure, I may get what I wanted but what was meant for me was 10 times better. I have just sold myself short. I am learning that I cannot even imagine what treasures life holds for me. Everyday is a surprise if I let it be.

... never seen it so dead and I am glad because this affords me the luxury to run around in my pajamas. Between hauling soup & water to my hideout and transporting massive amounts of tissue from the washroom to sop up my neverending boogie faucet I used to call a nose, I am just too weak to be bothered to look presentable. The poor cleaning lady won't even come near my room and I don't blame her. I fear I am becoming unhealthily attached to my ever-growing snotfarm as I have ...