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8th July, Jeffreys Bay, Atomic Bombs come in packages like Maurice!!
We woke up coughing and spluttering due to Canadian Chris passing on his Kennel Cough whilst sitting in the car and sharing hotel rooms. Today we decided we'd clock up some mileage and make it from Mossel Bay to Jeffreys Bay with a few stops. It was Silver's turn to drive again - we decided to spare the car's gearbox the torment of the North Americans! We stopped off at a supermarket before hitting the road and picked up a few CDs and the radio stations in SA were pretty pants. Chris bought Drake's album (fellow Canadian) and we were all disappointed with it. James opted for the World Cup soundtrack which was pretty good - this is where my love for Waka Waka by Shakira grew from! I plumped for two favourites Lil Wayne's Tha Carter III and the latest Kings of Leon album. Tuned up to the max we set off towards our first target of the day Knysa (the K actually is silent!). On the way Chris's coughing persisted and his first one liner of the day was born "f***sakes (yes with an S!?!?) I'm coughing like a retard right now!" ß I guess you had to be there ;)
We didn't really know what we would find in Kynsa and it turned out we had arrived slap bang in the middle of an oyster festival! The whole town seemed to be celebrating. We arrived at what we thought was the whole festival which actually turned out to be the beer tent and sports field where they were hosting the wheelchair games that day. We decided (despite my hatred of oysters) as it was the festival we would try some. We ended up choosing Fat Suzies Café! It turned out to be quite a strung out affair meaning we had little time after we finished to visit our other planned stop Pleittenberg Bay.
30 minutes after we ordered the oysters they were delivered to the restaurant and another 20 minutes later they were on our table. Half of us went for oysters with tequila, it was the middle of the day and still hungover from the previous night James saw all of our tequilas off - good man! I thought the oysters tasted appalling so much so I couldn't eat them. As well as tasting foul they aren't very filling so we ordered another meal before setting off. We were parked a fair distance away and one of the dodgiest men I saw in SA offered to baby-sit the car to make sure nothing would happen to it hmmm. Basically give me some small change and I won't scratch up your rental. We declined his offer but he did it anyway, so when Silver went to pick it up to collect us he had no money to give him so he raided the boot of the car where we had a box of left over castle beer and he gave him a bottle. The man was apparently ten times happier with the beer so I guess it worked out quite well!
Pleittenburg Bay also known as the beautiful bay was…well beautiful! Perfectly timed for James' much loved magic hour of light for photos! We took some nice photos and the bay was good to see but we only spent an hour or so looking round and exploring. James has a love for obscure random photos so ducked into a hotel garage to take a photo of something that caught his eye and he was soon escorted off the premises! Chris wanted a photo which would look like he was swallowing waves so he posed tongue out mouth wide whilst we pretended to try and get a good photo when in fact we just wanted to see how long he would hold his face like that!
After Pleittenburg Bay we flew along the motorway to Jeffreys Bay arriving around 8pm. So much so that Silver missed our exit…and the next town was 14km away….and our petrol light had just come on! This caused a quick diplomatic discussion which resulted in the most ill advised U-turn you are likely to see! We managed to locate a nearby petrol station - crisis averted. We then set about trying to find somewhere to stay eventually finding an apartment called Crystal Cove which belonged to the backpackers across the street. Jeffreys Bay is a surfing town and that week the Pro Billabong Tour happened to be in town - pretty lucky. We dropped off the bags in our apartment (it had a lounge, kitchen, 5 separate rooms!) and went to a recommended Greek restaurant in town. The restaurant was good James and I again shared a bottle of wine, and we all inquired about smashing plates. The highlight of the restaurant was the car park attendant we spoke to called Maurice. We asked about bars in the town and he told us how certain bars may be funny about us and we were a mixed group with Juju the only Blackman. Furthermore he said that we should go if we want to street fight and there would be plenty of Afrikaans guys up for it! Obviously we weren't up for that but he told us about the last street fight he had 4 days ago. The town is quite small and everyone knows each there and word got out that someone mugged a shop owner of 80,000Rand about $10000 and there was a reward for getting it back so the car park attendants desperate for money went looking for the guy following a verbal description. Sure enough Maurice found him and started beating the guy up, and whilst he falls to the ground the money falls out of his trousers in a big wad. So Maurice pissed off with the guy grabs the wad and starts beating the guy over the head with the best part of 8000 pound! Maurice told us "Some say big things come in small packages…I say Atomic Bombs come in packages like Maurice!!!"
After we went to a popular bar called the Mexican before returning back to the hostel where we met an American called Greg (who potted the black off the break in pool which I've never seen before but apparently it mans you win!) as well as 3 British travelers who we taught Bulls*** Pyramid to! Greg was immense t bulls*** pyramid and as a result we drank a lot of beer that night! We stumbled back at some unearthly hour with the beach in mind for tomorrow!
Lots of Love,
Daniel, Scott, Silver, James, & Chris x
- comments
Paul (scotts dad) Have you had a sober day yet?
Maureen Willimas The UK willl never be the same when you eventually get home. The breweries in Africa will be in recession when you leave, their production will have to be reduced!! Enjoy the rest of your trip, keep safe Scot's Gma
Di (Dan's Mum) I echo the comments below!!!!! There must be pure alcohol in your veins. Don't want to think about the state of your livers!! You have sure met some crazy people on your travels. XX mum
Martin (Dan's Dad) Good stuff Dan, sounds like you're becoming a bit of a wine connoisseur, or is it just a wino. Dad x