The tribal lands
Trip Start
Aug 26, 2006
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Trip End
Feb 2007
Coffee Bay,
South Africa
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
After our 6 hour roadtrip, a few wrong turnings and an hours drive on a road that had more potholes than road we made it alive. Only just as few kids tried throwing stones at us as we entered into the tribal land. Basically all the land is owned by a chief here and he then in return reports to the government any problems or the village sort it out themselves......
Another amazing place, we turn up late on, and as always Kates hungry (haha) so we decide to go and have dinner with the chief of the tribe. With the promise of music, dancing drink and food we are both happy. We all get tightly crammed into this rondavel(small hut with thatched roof made of mud) on top of a mountain with amazing views of the sea and mountains then the tribe start heading in for dinner next thing its all going off musically with people playing drums beating sticks or just stamping and clapping in a crazy trance like fashion all in this tiny little hut
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. But absolute class. 3 Blokes from the tribe are pulling off shoulder shuffles that anybody would be proud of. The women where doing some form of stampede dance. I start to crack my glowsticks, just kidding. This goes on for about an hour, so me and kate go outside for a cigarrette and get absolutly mobed by kids trying to teach us games, asking us questions and just generally fighting for attention. So kate gives some of them the camera which there absolutly amzed by and they start taking pics of us. Then back in side dinner was really nice however still not sure entirly what we ate.... Also started knocking back some of there homebrew, the only thing it resembled was when i have puked up from drinking to much beer, the taste left after this was the same taste as there beer!!! Although some wallys where saying it tasted nice, er no it wasnt!!!!
Next day we go on a hike across mountains, through caves and cliff diving. Which again was qaulity, also saw some cows on the beach, how weirds that, COWS on a BEACH.....Then at night get completly smashed and between me and my new best tribal mate we hog the pool table all night......................Next day was the 7th birthday of the hostel so free bbq on the beach playing volleyball, surfing and playing footy with local kids on the beach. However after half hour of playing footy(even got a little training session on the go for them, reeves you would of been proud) i realise actually how unfit i,ve become since being away.haha Then at night they have free see food and gin and tonics. So we tuck into them then nip across the road to see some buddies(one of which is really david hasselhof), do some jager bombs (jagermeister and red bull, with kate being smashed in about 30 mins, pure light weight)then back across the road for a good old knees up. The night ended with us in a tent right next to the sea as we had been shoved out of our room by someone who booked in advance, but at least they gave us a tent.
