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| Day 9, 2011/05/10 |
We had such a stunning time in Tofo the previous day, David and I decide that we need to stay another day and just chill. My rubber arm is easily twisted! Like it needed any!
Since nothing is planned for the day, I decide that I should at least attempt some washing. That T-shirt i have been wearing for a week now, is starting to get a life of is's own. I always thought the hight of a northern suburbs boys level of domestication was learning to operate the washing machine. Well, I was about to reach another, washing clothing by hand. Hell, can not be too difficult, and is it not. If coca cola is the soft drink of africa then, Omo must be it's washing powder. It is everywhere! Needless to say, half an hour later all is washed and the bike seconds as a portable washing line.
David and I are then off to find internet access. We have not had any thus far on the trip. Everyone at home is bleating that they want to see pics. ( i think people have doubts we are actually not perhaps hiding out somewhere in south africa, and actually bullshitting that we are actually finally doing this! ) So we oblige.
We find a bar with what appears to be the only Internet access in Tofo. Two hours later, and at a nice price , we have both setup each a blog, and the pictures, with their geotagging data is loaded. And it works like a charm!
Hell this has been way too much work for one day so, we both head for the beach for a swim and some R&R!
Dinner is at Dino's, the bar come Internet cafe. It is lovely place on the beach and we both end up have barracuda. Another first for me.
My diving friends from the previous day, Cstherine, Daniel and Kevin invite us over to where they staying for drinks. They pick us up since, they are about 5 km out from town on a lovely beach sand filled road, and David and I are not keen to take the chance in the dark on that stuff. Yeah, as you have gathered, us and beach sand are not friends. Two heavy bikes, and each having had tumbles on it, have put us off the desire to go near the stuff.
Drinks turns out to be lovely, Daniel's brother's place turns out to be a new resort under development. A 8 year project in the making. Some of the chalets have Ben completed and others are in the process. There is no electricity, so the evening is spent having drinks to paraffin lamps. The company, the setting are stunning and Dvid and I only get back to our tents at 11 pm. Considering that we have been hitting the mattresses at the latest, 7 pm since we have started our trip,this turns out to have been a really late one.
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