We have arrived in CT again, still no news about our Landcruiser. Luckily we can stay at Saranne’s place again. Kosta and I can just relax here, do a bit of gardening (as in getting rid of all the trash, rearranging the cactuses and actually showing my friend she has a garden LOL) and enjoy the big (and I mean big!) TV screen. So really nothing super exciting to tell about us hanging around in the great city (btw, if you thinking of going to the Six District Museum, think again. It is the worst museum I’ve ever seen).
Braai time
Saranne, her housemate Mandla and guests
So no adventures here…. except maybe the encounter with the black widow in the bathroom! Yes, that is the spider that actually kills her hubby once she no longer needs his services. The bite of one of these ladies can be deadly so not really something you want to have. As we go and check quickly on the internet if it really is a black widow, the spider disappears. And as I am writing this now, the lady has still not reappeared from her hiding place… Just to tell you, my shower was done quickly this morning. LOL
The lady
We really haven’t had other encounters with venomous spiders… that we know of really. One night when we were sleeping in our tent while travelling the Garden Route we are woken up by a frog trying to climb up the tent. No problem with that, but all of a sudden the bright moonlight reveals a huge spider between the inner and outer tent, and its partner sitting on the outer tent. Now,what does one do in a situation like this at 2 in the morning in a country were they have venomous spiders? You (that is ‘you’ like in Kosta LOL) take the thongs of the braai (bbq) and start chasing them away. Kosta does not kill insects, so he walks in the garden behind the spider with his ‘defence weapon’ to make sure it is at least 5 metres away from our tent. But no squashing the bloody insects. Sometimes I think Kosta believes he’s Dr. Doolittle.
Like when we were staying at a hostel in Natures Valley before reaching Cape Town - they had two horses. One morning Dr. Doolittle here goes with carrots towards them. He is stroking the horses, talking to them like he always does to animals. One of the horses starts to snap at Kosta. Instead of seeing this as a sign to stop hugging it, Dr. Doolittle keeps on talking to the horse, saying it shouldn’t snap and asks what is wrong, you know, like one would do if he would actually be able to speak to the beast. Before Kosta realizes what is going on, the horse has turned around and kicked Kosta! You would never think a horse to be quick like that. LOL
Damage: a nice bruise and pain at the wrist but no real harm done. I got chased by a roaster that same day, just after I had told him not to attack me ‘cos he was nasty. Good thing I had my walking shoes on ‘cos the damn bird ran after me and tried to pick me but just got the shoe. LOL
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