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We finally made it to the lodge after grabbing lunch in a place called Mlilwane. Who would have known but the lodge we're staying in along with the wildlife sanctuary it is based in, and the two other main parks,were set up by an Irish man back in 1961! Also, he was the first man to bring electricity to Swaziland! His name is Mick Reilly.. could he have a more Irish name? He still lives here so hopefully we will cross paths and he can buy me a few pints seen as he is loaded.
We were barely in the lodge for five minutes and it was back into the jeep and off to a Swazi cultural village to watch some crazy singing and dancing. The frenchies seem to enjoy it, but I've seen it all before( although it was much better than Lesedi)..Trying to kick yourself in the head seems to be the main dance move here..a lot of pints would have to be swallowed before attempting this I reckon.
On our way back from the village, we stopped off at Mantenga Falls.I nearly slipped into the roaring river trying to get a decent photo, but just a couple of wet feet and a half decent photo and we were on our way. Torc waterfall still tops the chart!
When we got back to the lodge, I didn't realize we were sleeping in beehive shaped huts( like the smurfs!). They were very similar to what we saw at the Swazi village. Very much needed after two nights in a tent(I blame my parents for not raising me in the wild!). I think our huts were slightly more modern the locals though...the whole room was made out of straw and wood with a proper bathroom and air con was flowing! It was big enough to sleep a family but it was all mine for two nights, well apart from a few local insects.. Clearly it was non smoking though!
The lightning finally arrived as we pigged out at an evening buffet which included Blesbuck ( a type of African antelope,or as the frenchies called it a 'Facebook envelope') and some other crazy animals. I didn't ask their names, I was too hungry to listen to the history of what I was about to eat. Half the evening was spent eating on the balcony trying to catch a decent snap of the lightning, the other half was spent sipping on beers,wine( the French!) and coffee( guess who?). DC usually swallows ten coffees a day which explains a lot...
Back to the hut at about ten thirty for a much needed, undisturbed sleep! Another long day has come to a safe ending...the frenchies leave tomorrow, so it's just myself and the coffee king for the next three days...
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