Home again. A great couple of days away, which would have been even better were it not for this damn virus.
I slept most of the way home.
I wasn’t driving.
Was I?
Let’s hope for an improvement tomorrow, and maybe sorting some photos.
Category: travel
Idyllic
Feeling very chilled out in the sticks. Yesterday evening was rough – I was not well – but I’m fighting back after a good night’s sleep and an additional nap this lunchtime.
Bit overcast this morning…
…but the muted yellows of the Klein Karoo scrub and the fresh greens of the local farmland really don’t need the full sun to make them pop.
And the mildly ethereal white horse finishes the view from the wood-fired hot tub nicely there.
Hoping for some clearer skies for a bit of night time ‘togging later, but that’s assuming I can find the energy to put up my tripod*.
* not a euphemism
All going well then
I might not work in a lab at the moment, but you can never quite get rid of the microbiologist in me.
Not only did I do this test from a specimen that I took from my own good self…
I also predicted the result. Correctly, nogal.
Look, I’m anything but surprised.
Given the information that I am getting from the school after last week’s trip, this is a clear case of Tour Pox. I could use the old English term: “There’s a bit of it going around”, because there is, but that won’t help anyone who has got it.
We’re going away for a long weekend, starting this afternoon, and I’m gutted that I’m not going to able to do all the stuff that I was planning on doing, but while nothing will get rid of this any time soon, a change of scenery, some fresh air and a lot relaxation – and staying away from other people! – is surely the best way to pass the time while I’ve got it.
And it’s nowhere near as bad as that episode a couple of years ago. Thank heavens.
Imprisoned
A damp, grey morning in our (converted) prison accommodation. It looks a bit rough here, and while it’s far from luxurious, it’s actually very comfortable.
Each time I come here, I wonder if they could do something with this place, but given the history and the cultural sensitivity of Robben Island, I’m actually glad that they haven’t.
Hopefully though, they can maintain what is already here. I think that’s very important.
I was up early this morning, out for a run around the south of the island. I pitted myself against the local wildlife: steenboks, penguins and about a million tortoises.
I’m rather disappointed to report that – as far as species go – I finished in third place. These little buggers are faster than they look:
That photo was taken yesterday evening, by the way. No such lovely light this morning.
We’re heading home today after a presentation by Christo Brand, which I’m very much looking forward to.
Also family and my own bed. Always a winner.
On board
Heading out to Robben Island.
A bit of a chaotic start, but we’re on the ferry
It’s a perfect day for going across Table Bay. Blue skies, bright sunshine, slight swell, glassy water. We’re making good headway.
A busy, but hopefully very rewarding time lies ahead over the next few days.
5,000 steps done already and all I’ve done is to get on a boat.