holiday

From Windhoek, Romy and I packed a backpack and head off on a 4 hour bus drive to Swakopmund. Ekonolux buses where the cheapest at $120 each one way, well actually the train was cheaper at $85, but would have taken 12 hours overnight and without beds. So we left the train for next time.
As our luck was going, the bus "broke" down within the first hour outside Windhoek. A dodgy fuel hoses was leaking diesel all over the trailer behind the bus, and giving us a nice diesel smell at the back of the bus.
Within an hour our handy driver emerged from the bowels of the bus and we where once again on our way. Mrs Romy G, who made it clear before heading to Windhoek that there was no way at all she could possibly sleep in a moving vehicle, car, bus or plane. Spread herself out put her head in my lap and went straight to sleep, as she had on the drive up from Cape Town.
I blasted my ipod with Plain White T's and watched the desert go by.
No year is complete with out a roadtrip (and my mind is firmly stuck on the top 10 for 2007). So with the offer of free accommodation and shared petrol we headed off in bubbles the white sentra to the great namib desert.
Pretty classic trip, the car did not fair well. When you are driving through the desert with the heater on, the windows open and the car is overheating. Its 10 oclock and getting hotter, you dont have any water left and your 70km from the next town, you really need to do some of that magic stuff out of the secret to keep you going.
When we pulled into the petrol station we just added oil and water no petrol. Now that is something you do not do everyday.
Road trippin' with my two favorite allies
Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
It's time to leave this town
It's time to steal away
Let's go get lost

Just like our Knysna road trip, Leon, Ronnie and I are driving up to JHB to pickup greg and visit everyone we know up there. The cunning plan so far is to leave next sunday for one full week. Greg is already planning for us to hit the lanyest clubs in sandton. All Im worried about is going to "Doors".

Even lovers need a holiday. When your standing on the edge of an ocean with a few buddies taking a leak. A few brandy and cokes in your belly having just completed a half marathon you know life is being good to you.

That pretty much sums up the over all feeling of our hermanus weekend away. I did come down with a bang at 3 in the morning with my spontaneous redecorating of the bathroom. Pinotage red is such a fecthing colour speckeled over white tiles.

As my penance I mopped out the whole bathroom on sunday morning with a light hang over.

The night I found out I couldnt drink a whole bottle of red wine myself quickly. Well I can but Its not worth the vomiting and general passing out and making a fool of myself. From the looks of the pics everyone else was having fun. Some pics of CJ here aswell, she will be pissed about.
The Rachel weekend, was loads of fun. Stayed at Pedros sea side house and did very little. It was great