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... It was nice having you along for the ride.
In the somewhat unlikely event that you learned anything these past few weeks, you’re welcome.
See you on next year’s ride. You in?
Day Seventeen Summary: Dove hunting in Blythe, wrestling with the Bella Twins, soarin’ over California, coming home!
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... cars as we convoyed into the camp grounds. We had about ten car loads of people in our convoy, so we lined up one after another for inspection before entering the camp ground. One line moved super quick but our line was getting checked thoroughly, they had sniffer dogs helping them at one stage, we must have had the druggos ahead of us. As we were coming close, someone in the line next to us let us in to the quick line, what legends! After a ...
... quick because of the freezing temperature, terrible smell and sound of dying sheep, all which where the hundreds of seals poured over the coast! Getting into skwapomud and finding we were staying In hostel rooms was a nice change to the tents! All the girls got dressed up and clean (not a usual thing for Africa) and we all went out for my birthday, such a nice surprise, party hats, balloons, cake, shots, singing, dancing and a giant hangover the next day, which kept me ...
... grey go away bird because when it makes its call it sounds like it is saying “away”. It reminded me of a more tropical bird, despite its bland color, because of the crown on its head, much like a cockatiel.
During this relaxing time period, the three warthogs from yesterday returned to graze in the yard. Noodle, of course, was after them again, trying to herd them off. At one point, right as I turned away of course, apparently Noodle got quite brave ...
... was a bit of a struggle with private land everywhere so it wasn't the easiest to find an area close to pull over. Eventually as it got so late, we set up shop in a turning circle on the main road going through the forest, it was pretty quiet apart from the odd truck speeding by making poor Wolter rock like an earthquake had just hit. At least it does feel like that when you are knocked awake by a rumbling van.