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Knysna
... there were little blankets to wrap around you if it got cold. After taking many photos our breakfast was served and OMG I have never tasted something so delicious!! Jack had the eggs and Kippers last time we were there in 2010 and was very disappointed to discover they were out of Kippers. Reluctantly he had the eggs Florentine, while I had the eggs benedict. YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM!!!
We drove back to Plett to pack our things and say goodbye to Steve and ...
Exploring the Garden Route
... where the ocean comes inland to the Knysna river. While getting ready, Karl offered to drive us there and then we could walk back to which we asked how long it would take and he said “about 40 minutes” which to us was nothing so we said thanks but we will walk there and back. His raised eyebrows gave us good sense to take his card and his offer that he could come pick us up.
Off we went and walked and walked and walked at a good pace ...
Rumbo a la Garden Route
... famosa fundada por holandeses. Para llegar a la casa principal pasamos por unos jardines increíbles, los viñedos repletos de uva (empieza ahora la vendimia). Ahí producen las variedades de Shiraz (así lo llaman y lo escriben) además de un riquísimo Sauvignon Blanc y una variante del rosado que llaman Blanc Noir. (Juanma, si leés esto, imposible no acordarnos del especialista de la familia).
Pensábamos pasar no más a ver la casa que es muy antigua y linda pero al ...
Eshowe and Zululand
... we learned about their dress, customs, their social systems and even fighting techniques. While Shakaland felt a bit like it was exploiting the Zulu culture, I was glad to learn the tribe chose this life and kept a good balance of modern and traditional living. They not only kept their traditions alive, but they benefited greatly from the arrangement and were probably more well off ...
Travel angel earns a promotion
... which stretches quite some way and lies below a long cliff, though, it being the end of the South African winter and being quite close to the beginning of the Atlantic Ocean, it was far too cold to swim in, but rough enough and noisy enough to allow you to gaze out at it for a long time and contemplate the wonders of the world!
When I first got to the ranch, I also experienced more reverse culture shock, partly because I was now living with a white family, and because ...