What a day!
Today is a public holiday in South Africa. We are having our 5th election for everybody. I am glad.
So a lot of my biker friends went for a breakfast in Bela Bela. My wife rode with, she loves the new bike. We had a great time.
Then we voted.
Then my son and I painted the Beetle some more.
I tried to take a nap this afternoon. I heard another man of our church, which I admire a lot, is dying in Pretoria, our capital. I threw a few clothing articles in a small suitcase, and went to the hospital to visit him. This really hurts to do, but it means a lot to people. Nobody should die alone!
Now I am in a student watering hole near the university campus. It is dark, the music ia loud, and the food is good and cheapm What a place! I am double the next patron’s age! BUT I now need the aliveness and mood here. And the food.
What a day. I am knackered. The student next to me is putting some Italian herbs in a newspaper and lights it. The smoke smells sweet and funny. Purple turtles are flying around my head. What a LEKKER place… I wonser how Basil in a newspaper tastes? The Jalapeno steak for about US $ 7 is awesome. Peace out!