No, the rain
didn't let up much all night. But hurrah for the new super-spec tents
which barely drip (and the pull-out awning, which we'd dismissed at
first as looking like far too much trouble, came into its own at drizzly
breakfast time).
Meanwhile bfast entertainment was provided by the vervets
who must've seen that next door's tent had been left open. Cue two
monkeys charging up a tree next to me,
holding a stolen bag of crisps, over which they squabbled noisily. The larger delicately opened and fed himself; all was going well until the junior partner, tired of waiting, snatched and ripped the bag, and a cascade of violently orange wotsits fell to the grass below.
holding a stolen bag of crisps, over which they squabbled noisily. The larger delicately opened and fed himself; all was going well until the junior partner, tired of waiting, snatched and ripped the bag, and a cascade of violently orange wotsits fell to the grass below.
We've left St Lucia to go as far north as we'll make it, to
Sodwana Bay. I fear though that the weather may make snorkeling rather
unattractive (assuming there's anywhere with shark nets!) but we'll see
tomorrow. If not, there's a lovely coastal forest area with Africa's
largest freshwater lake, Sibaya.
On our way out of the St Lucia area, we passed a few more interesting sights
and we're now within spitting distance of Sodwana/Sibaya,
surrounded by serenading frogs. Alarmingly D has started to spec out a
route back to Joburg (I keep telling him that we don't leave for 4 whole
days more!)
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