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... I wasn't done. I needed 1 more year, I needed more of this, more of everything Africa had to offer. I needed more spiritual growth and more personal growth, I, I, I..... And then I reasoned my kids needed to go home. We always wanted this experience for them and we bought them here and helped them fall in love with Africa and they have. But they also want to go home. Huddy doesn't want to be in school, and he shouldn't have to be at 4 years of age. He ...
... was still just a God Moment, Monday was a public holiday and I was able to heads for a morning of shopping with Cath at the gateway followed by Nicks birthday lunch in Umhlanga.
Tuesday allowed us to head to Umlazi to Happy's orphanage to show Cath the kids I work with doing OT. Wednesday meant we were able to go to brain gym so Cath could meet all the kids I work with and see how amazing it is to be hugged by so many smiling faces just because you came to say hello. ...
... as easy as possible to pack the 500 parcels. The plan was to get a plastic bag, then fill it with a packet of Morvite, Sugar beans, sugar, Pap, rice, and 2 minute noodles as you walked down the row, finishing up by adding a note which had been printed to let the children know BCX were the ones donating the food, and then finish off by tying the bag with a ribbon and writing a hand written message on the bag.
After all the BCX volunteers were gathered and ...
... predominantly the token white family in the city for starters! When I say markets, generally I mean wooden tables along the street selling shown caps, lollies and who knows else! And the Taxis are the 100's of white vans whistling at you to use there service and if they're full the are speeding thru the streets AND the lights (even if the sign is green for pedestrians to cross) its still a matter of crossing at your own risk! But ...
... literally) and that the next tour was going to be too late. However on a tip of where to eat we drove to the Surf and Sail Club on the side of the estuary and when we walked through to the viewing deck in front of us was a family of Hippos and a wealth of crocs sunning themselves.
After lunch – which was a plate full of fresh calamari - we drove back to the Oyster Box where we dropped off our car. The staff welcomed us like lost friends ...