I may not have quite achieved my blogging goals for 2012, but at least I made a small comeback there at the end. Here’s to a fresh start in 2013! Hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday season. Much love from LB, JG, and RoxyPug xoxo
After a couple of days hiking on a rain- and windswept coast, we headed back inland to the Elgin Valley to hole up at The Old Mac Daddy trailer park for one night before our Monday morning flight. Trailer park, what?? It’s a sister property to Cape Town’s Grand Daddy hotel, and the “trailers” in this case are refurbished Air Streams, decked out in hardwood floors, claw foot tubs, and all the trimmings.
We were on-site for about 10 minutes before the four of us decided that ONE night wouldn’t be enough! So flights were changed, rental cars were extended, jobs were notified, and we settled in for two chill days of doing nothing in a quiet apple orchard. In short, bliss.
We headed back down to Cape Town over Thanksgiving weekend (my 2nd trip in 5 weeks; JG’s fifth!) to meet up with Catherine and her friend Steve. We headed out to Gansbaai (with a few – okay, five – stops at various Elgin Valley wine farms along the way) for a 2-day guided hike along the coast. Mother Nature had a few tricks up her sleeve, but overall it was a smashing weekend!
We had fun with waiters and wine-pourers asking the group where we’re from, replying that we are two Americans who live in South Africa, one South African who lives in a America, and one un-confused South African who’s where he belongs.
Roxy has been in a funk since the departure of her doggy boyfriend Tyson. His parents, Jaime and Langa, are moving to the US at the end of December, so Tyson hopped a plane to head to Jaime’s parents’ house in upstate NY.
He may have found a fun new hobby in chasing the neighborhood deer, but he’s sadly missed by the little lovelorn Pug.
A weekend camping trip to Albert Falls to celebrate Lisa’s birthday seemed like a fabulous idea … until the torrential rains started as we were all getting packed up to head out on Friday. It had mostly stopped by the time we arrived, but UGH the muddy mess that awaited us! Regardless, we had a fabulous time, and gorgeous weather Saturday and Sunday for chilling by the lake and cruising on Terry’s boat.
The (questionably smart) people at the campsite next to us had brought their tiny adopted vervet monkey who was abandoned by its mother. This was the highlight of John’s weekend – and possibly his year:
A quick Roxy interlude to brighten your day!
She popped this pose all by herself – I just put my hand there to keep her from rolling off of the bench. So dainty.
This is Rox’s latest preferred sofa position – draped around someone’s neck. Takes me back to her puppy days, when she used to ride like that in the car. (Sigh, they grow up so fast!)