Hi Everyone,
We are now on the edge of the Mozambique plateau as we head towards the coast. Names on the chart bring forth memories of happy times of our youth. Along the Mozambique coast, Xia Xia, where we camped and caught crabs with our cooking pot (we only had one pot and two forks with us!), San Martino, where we skimmed the surface of the lagoon in our little dinghy, watching stingrays below us, where there was but one general store with a blind Portuguese man and a starving dog to whom we gave my poor attempt at a shark fin soup (I see there is now an airport there), further north is the mighty Limpopo River flowing into the sea, and a place in South Africa called “Jock of the Bushveld”, named after a dog (we have a wonderful book about him).
Timing is “perfect” – the wind is going to strengthen, from the wrong direction, just as we get ready to enter Durban Harbour.
Although we have been in there before (always a good thing to know the harbour), forty years ago, it is still a difficult entrance as it is very narrow and things may have changed since then. Will let you know how it goes.
Dimitri says, for the sake of all the “X” South Africans out there (& if you aren’t one, find one to translate)—Juslike, man I am sooo looking forward to a braai, boerewors, biltong, briani(mind you we got great briani in Mauritius) the gamats in Cape Town & Cape Malay cooking, dogs that understand “Voetsak”, so you don’t have to throw them with a stone, naatjies, skit & donner movies, ja/nee,hey, shame, hai suga wena.I do think. the national anthem has improved as who can disagree with Nkosi sikeleli Afrika(God bless Africa) , but the flag is impossible to make & we need to buy(ag, sommer koop dit) a curtesy flag. Sala kashle
Love and hugs
Arti and Dimitri.
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