Granny’s road trip…day one

Hello All.

So, I went to work for a couple of hours and then hit the road.
I left at nine on a lovely day.
However, I did not take into account that I had had three cups of coffee.
After only 170kms I had to stop at Storms River bridge.
Where I discovered they now have a Steers so I treated myself to a burger and chips for breakfast.
Had two bites of the burger and had mustard all over the place.
So I gave up on the burger and ate the chips while driving.
Only to get thirsty.
And I couldn’t open the damn juice bottle.
Are they child proof?
Have I gone into my second childhood?

I contemplated stopping in Knysna, which is a pretty little place,  but the traffic was hectic.
And I couldn’t see a parking place.
Encountered thick mist in the Wilderness and soldiered on to Mossel Bay.
Filled up with gas and got the petrol attendant to open my bottle.
Which he did with one turn!

I went onto Heidelberg where my son said I must take a right turn to the village where he has a plot.
I did this and found I was on a gravel road.
It went on for bloody miles.
And I had NO idea where I was.
Several farm pick-ups passed me and the dust was so thick I had to almost stop until it cleared.
Drove on until suddenly there was a tar road and I was in the village.
Found out that, if I had gone another 15kms or so on the highway I could have been on tar and in the village quite easily.
Some people’s children!

Finally arrived at the plot.
Which is a little bit of heaven.

They can’t wait to retire there in about a year’s time.
And I don’t blame them.

They have baboons and deer.
I didn’t see either of them.
I DID see loads of beautiful birds.

They don’t have electricity but they have battery operated lights.
A gas stove and fridge.
And a generator for the washing machine and charging cell phones.
They also have a lot of snakes.
Fortunately, I didn’t see them either.

They brought their remaining old dog, Molly.
Who smells like rock bait.
And their kitten Jasper, who had a whale of a time stalking birds and getting stuck in trees.
A strange kitten.
Sits on the back of the couch and licks my son’s head for ten minutes at a time.

They gave me a double blow up mattress to sleep on.
It was very comfortable.
However, getting off the thing was another story.
I will leave that to your imagination.