Les's Blog
Tuesday 22nd June
Mokolodi is not that far from the South African border. It’s our last, and therefore quite a ceremonious one. It goes without a hitch apart from forgetting that we had some firewood strapped to the roof which the customs guy spots and it needs to be confiscated. Fair enough, we have (or Jan should I say) has done her home work and we knew about it but just forgot. The other restrictions are red meat which we don’t have as we’d planned it that way. ‘Sorry sir, but we are taking it away to be incinerated’; ‘of course you are, underneath that nice thick juicy bit of steak you just took of the last bloke’. Still, we got our final stamp and we’re on our way. Jan has found a bed and breakfast on the GPS in Warrenton and has phoned the woman and booked us in. It’s a bit of a dump but it’s cheap enough so we decide to stay. We have to share a bathroom which is a bath and no shower. Jan has a bath and goes to let the bath water out but it won’t run away. I have to use her water which isn’t a problem except it’s filthy, I can’t believe she was that dirty; what she didn’t tell me till afterwards is that when she pulled out the plug it just glugged up what must of been left in the pipe. Yeaks! A big spider in the bath; I’ll just take a closer look, no it’s ok it’s a false eye lash (Jan doesn’t wear them, well not to my knowledge anyway). Time for bed.
