The following post is from a series of emails I wrote to my girlfriend at the time, whilst on a trip to Africa. She is now my wife, so I did something right.
Today was a massive rush. I was meant to be leaving tomorrow, so I had to get the video finished. We started off, going to Makgolokoeng, moving a caravan out there for Danell to live it. I’m ridiculously jealous, you might be able to tell.
Not only does he have a caravan, but he is getting to live in the township. And get this – someone has given him a horse for transport. Very, very jealous!
The caravan is cool, no toilet or shower, but that aside, its compact, can sleep 4, or sleeps two with a nice sitting area, sink, stove, cupboards, wardrobe, tables, etc. Hmm. Not sure if we are going to be buying a caravan any time soon, but one can dream, eh?
So then I got back to the office, and finished the video. Also managed to get a few other things done, came home, and packed for going up the mountain today. Got to Mark’s house at 2, where I was able to show them the video, on time and as I had promised.
Then I was able to relax – with 30 minutes to spare, I was ready to Mohau to pick me up, then we could go up the mountain. I had warned him repeatedly to be ready, so there was no reason for him to be late.
3pm came and went, but that was fine. I knew he would be late.
4pm came and went, I was unimpressed, but we still had 3 hours to get up the mountain.
5pm came and went, Mohau appeared, apologised for being late, but said that we couldn’t go up the mountain because he had to house sit a farm. I was cool with that though, because it would still be relaxing and fun. He said he needed to go and pick up the keys, then he could get me.
6pm came and went. I got bored and wrote that song I played you.
7 came and went, along with daylight. I didn’t know where he was.
Eventually, at 7:30, only 4.5 hours late, Mohau pulls up; yet we aren’t even going anywhere. After driving around for another hour, he dropped me off back at mine at 8:30. Oh, and to cap it all, I learnt earlier that my lift up to Pretoria has been cancelled, so all of my rushing today has been completely in vain.
Unsurprisingly, this eventually triggers a mild feeling of disgruntlement, soon followed by an evening of self hatingness. Even some chocolate, which I had to smile me up, didn’t do much – its interesting though, that’s the second time I’ve had chocolate in 3 weeks! I think I feel more content here, and enjoy eating healthily more. Even exercise is more fun!
“Because he has stretched out his hand against God and defies the Almighty,running stubbornly against him with a thickly bossed shield; because he has covered his face with his fat and gathered fat upon his waist and has lived in desolate cities, in houses that none should inhabit, which were ready to become heaps of ruins; he will not be rich, and his wealth will not endure, nor will his possessions spread over the earth”
England makes me more Jobey.