South Africa + Swaziland part I
Cape of Good Hope
Marveling at the strength and pungent smell of the thousands of algae legs growing in the ocean. They look like they would make a mean pipe.
Communal drinking of brown beer-like liquid at a Zulu village. As per usual, my stomach punished me for this.
In Swaziland, I scooped the rich soil in my hands and applied it to my cheeks like rouge.
The breathtaking scenery and moody weather at Kristenbosch reminded me of the opening scene of Aguirre. We were also lucky enough to witness a tree collapsing. I hadn't experienced a new sound in ages so it was a spectacle. It sounded like crackling thunder with the silent shimmering of a thousand evergreen leaves. We quickly ran to the scene to witness the wounded creature. We were also lucky to not have been close to it when it happened.
In Kirstenbosch the moody weather speckled the many cacti with many diamonds. This particular photo should also be painted by somebody sometime in the near future.
In Kristenbosch I also came across a pool which reminded me of Aphrodite's pool which I had visited a month earlier in Cyprus.
The bird of paradise triumphs on the 50c coins but most especially in Kirstenbosch.
In Hluehluwe [ɬuɬuw'e] park I heard another new sound. The sound of the horns of the Kudu colliding during a territorial duel.
We slept in a Lodge somewhere close to Kruger Park and woke up at five in the morning to search for the leopard, but two hours of driving around led to just tracks. We did however come close to a beautiful buffalo.
In Kruger Park gentle families such as this one blended with the bushfields in the freezing cold weather of six in the morning.
In Hout Bay we shared some breakfast with the locals.
The excitement never ceases.