Its been a while. I know I didn't blog yesterday, but that's because all we did was driving and driving and driving and picking up our cousins and driving and driving and going shopping for 5 hours and kept driving and driving and then we got to Cathedral Peak then had a Braai (a South African barbecue). So today.... We woke up. Very exciting start. We then went to eat breakfast in the other Sollinger's house because we put all the food there because they had a bigger kitchen. After we went to go on a group hike to the Bushman Cave Paintings that left at 9:15. You think that if we got there at 9:16, then it would be fine, and that they left late, but folks this is not America. We got there and they had left. We left to try and hurry up. We got there to only find out that this wasn't a trip to the paintings, but a 3 hour hike to something called the Sphinx. It was all because of a 12 year old boy who's been here so many times you couldn't count it on your fingers and toes. There were 2 families. Us and another family. We both wanted to just go to the paintings, and finally convinced the boy to go there. After that, we found a huge chess board and played. Overall I played about 3 games, and got chased down by a knight, run down by a pawn, and tried to be beheaded by a queen. All because Sarah had some anger management issues. After we went into their house and ate lunch. I went in my house and heard that fateful knock. It was 2 kids both under the age of 8. Thanks to mom's thoughts and the things she said, I ended up playing with them and them following me like a shadow. I tried to get away, but failed almost every single time. After playing, we went on a hay ride. Which was fine, but uneventful. After we played more chess, then came back for another Braai. Now, I just finished my food, and I'm just chilling.
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Benny
OK! So every day can't be stellar... Driving and driving and driving and eating (braaiing) and driving and eating again and chilling with family isn't all that bad. And a hay ride sounds like fun to me. I'm guessing you will have many exciting adventures in the days ahead. It's interesting that your African tour group left right on the dot.... I would think they would be a little more relaxed and and less punctual in Africa. But obviously I (like you) would be wrong. Now if Grandpa had been with you, you would have been waiting for the other family and the guides and probably the Bushman, as well. Speaking of Grandpa, take a look back at your blog from last Friday. He wrote his latest comments there. (He still learning how to navigate your blogs, but he'll get there.) Have patience!!!! And his words are well worth the search.
ReplyDeleteMiss you so much! Love to all!!!
Grandma JOANIE
How 'bout you guys host a Braai for your Evanston pals when you are back in town.
ReplyDeleteGreetings to the clan -- and glad to hear that all modes of transportation do not produce equal nausea. Deb, Jim, Ellie, Gillian and Isabel (and Maddy -- Woof)
As Grandma said, I have been having some trouble "negotiating" your blogs. I can offer no other explanation than "duh!" Hopefully, my missplaced words of wisdom will not go unnoticed.
ReplyDeleteBen, it's unfortunate that you missed the Bushman caves. Harold Bushman was a well known cave artist, concentrating on group portraits and floral arrangements. He was well thought of by the art critics of the time, several of whom took the opportunity to piss on his renderings, an act of great respect. His most famous work, T-Rex Having Lunch, hangs proudly in the Louve under the Pissteen Chapel. Clyde Shlimovitz is said to have been responsible for cutting down and transporting the wall to Paris. In fact, this mode of delivery was later renamed PPP . . .
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By the way, how did my daughter allow you guys to arrive late?!?!