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Knysna
... before heading back to Knysna to meet up with Jacks friends Dylan and Mel. We met up with them at a coffee shop before heading back to Dyl's family’s house in Theysen Island. Thysen is a small island in Knysna where every house looks the same or very similar and has their own access to a canal which leads out into the lagoon, which then leads out to the ocean. We went out on Dyls boat and stopped for a swim. As the tide was taking the water out through ...
Exploring the Garden Route
... he responded “well no one staying at Jembjo’s has ever walked it before!” Our response was “next time you can honestly answer the question to whoever asks and please takes us to Scirocco’s as we have beer to drink and oysters to eat” to which he had no problem doing.
Scirocco’s was a recommendation from Mandy and Karl as they have a R25 beer tasting of various brews from the local brewery ...
Rumbo a la Garden Route
... con unas vistas increíbles sobre las laderas de las montañas Drakensberg, cultivadas en terrazas y terminando en un valle fértil de lo más florido y verde.
Va el menú (dedicado a Marian): carpaccio de avestruz con alcaparras y rúcula (pretendíamos pedir uno para compartir pero el idioma nos jugó una mala pasada y trajeron uno para cada uno), “venison” a la sarasa (dedujimos por la charla que se trataba de un rico venadito o kudu o ciervo o lo que sea ...
Great White Sharkbirds
This was our first national park, and is called Wilderness, a jungle-like set of mountains that run right into the ocean. We spent the night in a rondawel (a round hut with a thatched roof) that was next to a nice river. It was very relaxing and we got to know our beloved little shark birds. These are chubby birds that look like chickens (see the pics) but have a silly red sharkfin on their heads. They would always be on us, asking for bread ...
Travel angel earns a promotion
... when I fell asleep on the bus (typical that I only manage to achieve this feat on my last bus journey!), I dreamt that I stepped over the electric fence on the ground and it shocked the back of my ankle. Not a particularly memorable dream, except for the fact that I then sat bolt up right on the bus, and gasped. The woman next to me just laughed and asked me what was wrong. Maybe from many experiences of trying unsuccessfully to communicate obscure things, I decided it was simpler just to laugh as well!
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