I am so sorry this has taken so long- but we did so much, and I really didn’t want to bore you to tears…!
Lemme tell you bunnies, the memories I had of visiting
Of course, going back there with the two men I love most was simply awesome, and my darling Glugster made sure we had a holiday we’ll never forget!
We had so many adventures! An open boat trip out to
I’ve split our holiday into three parts, so you’re welcome to skim them, or just check out the photos on Flickr, Facebook (only if we’re friends there though, sorry) and on my photoblog– where I have loaded my personal favourites from the trip.
You know, what’s wonderful about being a touristy-type of visitor to the
It is 1521km* from our home to Glugster’s brother’s house in Plumstead where we stayed. We decided to drive down over two days instead of flying- to see the sights along the way and to have a car at our disposal when we got there. It was fantastic- we have such a comfortable car… the only mistake we made was leaving it too late to find overnight accommodation for the halfway point.
Here’re the details!
Friday and Saturday- December 26th and 27th– was the drive down. On the Friday we were on the road for about 6 hours, stopping for lunch at an Engen 1-stop along the way. Gotta love Wimpy! We stayed overnight at !Gariep Dam at a little place called Abancidou, which was a bit like being at veldschool+, with twin beds and interconnecting rooms! The curtains didn’t match the duvet covers, the metal beds were different sizes (we tried to push them together) and there was no hot water to shower with! We drove around to see the few sights- like the dam wall which is very impressive- and then had a buffet supper at the quite snazzy hotel which overlooks the dam.
On the Saturday we were on the road for about 12 hours; but this included stopping for breakfast in Colesberg (Wimpy again), and lunch in Laingsburg (Steers this time), and stopping in Matjiesfontein on my daddy darling’s recommendation. There’s a Post Office Museum, and a cottage that is labeled as Olive Schreiner’s- but being late on a Saturday they were closed. The Transport Museum and
junk Marie Rawdon Collection was very interesting though. Incredibly, there are no signboards for Matjiesfontein except for the 4 star Lord Milner hotel itself; but there are lots of little museums and so much to see! And it’s the birth place of the Standard Bank! The trip through the
We arrived at Glugster’s brother’s place in Plumstead late on Saturday evening, and then went very quickly to Muizenberg beach to stick our toes in the sand! The beach was almost deserted and I took a few of my favourite pictures there, of the coloured wooden beach huts. Glugster’s brother made spaghetti bolognaise for supper, and we were in bed shortly afterwards!
Sunday December 28th was my actual 35th birthday- and we drove to Muizenberg first as Damien wanted to swim in the tidal pools… all the locals out in force though, so apart from popping into a couple of shops to look for snorkel and goggles- we stopped briefly and climbed on the rocks before driving through to Simonstown. There we had a fantabulous fried fish and calamari (which was like butter) lunch at “Bertha’s” overlooking the harbour, and saw the bronze Just Nuisance memorial statue, with its nose rubbed clean (my Ouma actually saw this dog when she was stationed in the
*950 miles for those non-metric folk out there
+erm, hard to explain… I dunno if it happens anymore, but in the “old” South Africa (where I grew up) it was a kinda like a forced week-long excursion with your classmates twice in your school career (grade 7 and grade 10) with boys and girls going to two different places, they did leadership testing stuff and obstacle courses and camping and all sorts. Some of it was fun… I s’pose… but what I’m trying to get at is that the places are the bare minimum of facilities. Steel frame beds, thin mattresses, your own sleeping bag and pillow, and way too much walking and shit for my liking…