About time!…The car is ready…we are too!!
We are not alone, even Liz, Dom’s mum has decided to come along for our first stop: Garden Route. Born and raised in Cape Town, Liz has never been able to explore her own country, like many other South Africans, because of the Apartheid.
In those dark years, travelling in the holidays was certainly not as easy as for Europeans and even now not many people have the chance…so, what a coincidence! Why not go and explore the nearby Garden Route. It’s getting dark very quickly, we left late and the traffic jams were very difficult to get through, but finally we get away from the chaotic metropolis and the roads are starting to become more lonely. A sense of freedom, vast plains open up in front of us in the twilight.
During the last hour of light we pass by apple tree fields and Pine trees planted for their wood, and then dark and rain, 300km and only another few trucks and even less cars. Thank God the Guineafowl Guest Resort where we are staying isn’t very far from the main road, Albertina “finally here”, it’s 11 p.m. and Hilton and Cherry are waiting for us and greet us warmly…it seems like we’ve just come back home. It is indeed a familiar atmosphere. A good glass of wine from the” boss”, Hilton, the good old tour guide he is, is able to fascinate us with some local stories and we can’t wait to go and explore these mountains.