To Winterton
From here we drive in one go to Greytown where we have lunch at Wimpy’s. And yes, it tastes as it sounds. Wimpy’s is a fastfood chain like McDonald’s only worse, the service is slow and the food not worth the money. Trudy doesn’t eat anyway, because she’s not feeling well.
At 2.30 pm we’re on the road again, traveling through South Africa’s overwhelming landscape. My job today is to draw our trip so far on the detailed maps in our travel guide, not always very easy when the bus is doing 80 kph, but it keeps me busy.
Just after four we drive into a small town called Winterton, we will be staying at the Lilac Lodge. We are the only guests and there is plenty of room. Ans, Cees, Trudy and yours truly are staying in an apartment that can easily accomodate 10 people.
When everyone has finished his welcoming drink, Trudy and I walk into the village to make a telephone call to Holland and do some groceries. The climate here seems a bit more moderate, it is now 5.30 pm and it is 25 degrees Celsius, it is clowdy though. In the town itself there’s really nothing to do, if I were a bear I’d hybernate (that’s probably where the name of the town came from Winterton).
After another good dinner, Johan, Gert, Cees and I are playing a couple of games of pool in the spacious dining hall of the lodge and when everyone’s gone to bed, Johan and myself play two legs of darts. I lose dramatically, both times, but the important part is that we had fun.
It’s after midnight when I hit the sack, Trudy is already sound asleep.
