It started off with driving, of course. And there are quite a few irritations on the road.
1. If you drive in the fast lane, drive fast. If you are old, you should know this, you were there when they built the roads.
2. If you get out of my way and go into the slow lane, don't speed up, I'm trying to pass you while driving the same speed. I don't care much for your ego, nor do I think you are a special person.
3. When getting onto the highway, the speed limit is 120 km/h. You need to try to reach that speed and not stay on 60 km/h as that may cause an accident.
4. If you can not drive while talking on your cell phone (although it is also illegal), then don't. If you are in fact trying to kill yourself, there are other ways.
5. Please keep a constant speed, I don't want to drive between 80 km/h and 130 km/h the whole time. I'm either going to crash into you, or I am going to crash into you. There is no avoiding that. But I slowed down, just for you.
6. If you seem to be driving faster than me, I will let you pass, but please don't slow down for no apparent reason.
7. You decided to have children, and there is a law for this, BUCKLE THEM UP!
8. The lines in the road show you where to drive, and actually you need to drive in between those lines, not on them. And NO, I didn't try to drive into you, I just helped you back to where you're supposed to be.
9. A game drive is not done at 60 km/h, except if your trying to see blurry trees. I do not care much for the dust that fumigates my car, its hard work cleaning all the inches in my interior.
10. Last but not least. Keep a plastic bag in your car for all your unwanted items. The world is not a trash can.
So, I stopped in Warmbaths, not Bela-Bela, but indeed Warmbaths, and bought lunch and dinner, and then treated myself to a nice refreshing ice-cream that came out of a machine and it tasted like cold sand with sugar on it. I needed something cool, because when I climbed out of the car it felt like hell burst open in my face. The rest of the drive went fast, I will not say how fast for legal reasons. I just wanted to be on holiday.
The drive was beautiful, and the holiday resort even more, probably because of sentimental value. The swimming pool was clear blue, the sky was even more so, and the heat was exhausting. I had to swim with all my clothes on, because I had a little melted ice-cream situation in the car, and napkins just out of reach on the backseat. I went for a game drive, and OH! the beauty... Because it is that time of the year, all the animals had youngsters. The list started on Friday and ended on Sunday with seeing zebras, then blue wildebeest, impala, warthogs, I got lucky and saw a single waterbuck, some nyala, kudu, a baby squirrel, a small chameleon, eland, baboons, ducks and geese, meerkats, and unfortunately I didn't see any giraffes or jackals.
I wasn't alone on this trip, my parents, and my cousin, his wife and two daughters joined us. I know not everyone will oppose this as I do, but it saddens me to see a 5-year-old know Bible stories better than I even had, and an almost 2-year-old pray for a "good job" and applause. As I am against the indoctrination of any human, I wish they had a choice in this matter. If I could have chosen not to grow up in a religious and racist household, I would have. Or if I could have grown up in a country where crime basically doesn't exist, I would have chosen that as well, but that is not the way the world works. Just my two cents.
I was sitting at the bar on Friday afternoon, reading a thank you note on the fridge that said: "If life seems to be under control, your not going fast enough". I like this also. I haven't done much in ages, and I think I need a project or two. I have started my USA scrapbook, but sadly, I ran out of glue and still need to have photos printed before I can continue. I can't donate blood, I got my tattoo a month ago. I can probably keep quiet about that, the people I went to are very professional and clean. I want kids, I want a career, and I want a few houses, a decent car, and maybe a husband, if he's good enough to me, not for me, just love and respect.
I saw that in my cousin and his wife. They truly belong together, and they are raising their children extremely good, I just have a problem with their manners. A simple "please" and "thank you" is not really a part of their vocabulary, so, prompting for it was a bit exhausting. I remember how long it took for my kids, as an Au Pair, to teach them manners. Not long. Give me a week with any given child, and they will have the best manners and very practical and needed communication skills. Even autistic children. Its been done before.
The kids were a blast! I miss looking after little ones. We went swimming, played, colored, went to the duck pond, fed the geese and ducks and those humongous catfish (that almost ate the youngest one), and we simply enjoyed the weekend.
The best thing I did for myself this weekend was to watch "The Gods must be Crazy" and "The Gods must be Crazy 2". Its some of the best films ever made. I remember watching them as a child, but like in any other movie I watched when I was younger, I don't really remember anything. It was brilliant. Refreshing. Something that didn't have sex in it, although there are quite a few scenes in undergarments, very honest films that portray our environment to the absolute most perfect way possible.
Then, on a random note. As randomly as I found it. There was a specific tree that caught my attention this weekend. I drove past it. Stopped. Thought to myself "WTF?" and reversed. I burst out with laughter, and took photos. Obviously these will not be on my Facebook page.
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