Zimbali Beach Estate Ballito

I'm spending 2 more nights in Durban with a nice couple I found on couchsurfing.org. Margaret is an environmental consultant working on transportation issues for the city of Durban, and Gavin is a professional clown. They've given me a private guest room and various rides around town, which is great because public ...

... so I was able to nod off for a bit. Once at the airport at 4:40 AM, I changed dirhams to South African rands and then sat down for a Costa Coffee caffeine injection. I sat there marking students' papers for over an hour. Eventually I checked my bag and went through customs at close to 7:45. Mary was not there yet but had texted to say she was nearly there. I had a looksie at the electronics in the duty free but ...

... most.

We purchased Microsoft Office and had it loaded onto our netbook in Johannesburg. We thought it might be easier to write our stories in Word, then copy them to a flash drive, and then use desktop computers thinking they might be faster because they are connected directly to a server(we found out later that most computers have the 2003 version of Word on them so our latest version cannot be read by them). The internet is quite ...

... and get slushy and fries. Discover my wallet not in my bag. Uh oh. Head back to beach as positive had it in my bag. Oliver races back to camp to search car. He comes back with no luck, nor have I. Oh no... cards, credit card, cash. DOH DOH DOH!! Problem. Thankfully we have enough cash to pay for our drinks and food. Peed off we head back to camp where I discover it hiding in another handbag. Happy days. There's a gorgeous big pool in the grounds so we spend the ...

... The majority of the structure was a in fact a tent, and it housed a double bed, sofa, TV, fully fitted kitchen, bathroom with walk-in shower, had a spacious porch with outdoor furniture and a braai at the front, and was situated in stunning grounds with massive trees and gardens. The downside: any tent's main drawback is that it provides no barrier to sounds from outside the tent. This was most definitely the case with this tent! It seemed that every ...

South Africa is really... white. Durban is dangerous at night and there
is a huge mall. They have blackouts every day for two hours at two in
the afternoon, and even the malls shut down.

... a Canadian show and I have been there. She just looked at me and said nothing. Oh right... there is the unwritten rule that you are not supposed to chat in business class. I arrive in Durban at 7:00pm and make my way to he hostel. I was surprised about how large this city is. Apparently there is more here than just beaches. I am so looking forward to sleeping in a bed and having a warm shower. Oh, the luxury!

... fran mindre kliniker i utkanten av Durban som man forsokt stabilisera pa plats i vantan pa transport. En del kom ocksa frn festplater dar de legat och borjat frysa, och dit mabulanspersonalen troligen inte kunnat na forran festen var over och folkmassan hade skingrats. Jag hr klart mig att ett traumaoffer med en kroppstemp pa mindre an 35 grader i pricip ar dodsdomd. Hur det sen gick for mina patienter vet jag inte. For flera ...

Upon arriving to South Africa, my daughter Courtney met me at the Blue Sky Mining Backpackers in Warner Beach. We spent two days catching up and enjoying the beach. At the time of my arrival the famous sardine run was taking place. No swimming or surfing because after the sardines, come the dolphins, whales and of course sharks!

... having a quite excellent time, encountering few hostiles and only substandard internet connections. As you may have seen I recently threw myself from a two hundred and sixteen metre bridge, attached to a rubber rope. It was a highly unnatural experience and one I shall not be repeating (I have no wish to push my luck), however it was damned exhilarating! For those thinking of following in my suicidal footsteps a word of encouragement; far from ones **** being ...