Baboon in the bathroom

We had been chilling out for a little while when Kim said, “Baboon!”. There really is no way to dress the story up. The baboon left the bathroom by the very small window that it had entered through. Having said that, it was surprisingly large and it left big, dirty paw prints on the toilet seat and kitchen floor. I don’t think that he got anything.

I think Kwa-Zulu Natal is a bit more like the Africa that we had expected. Goats are nice, but nothing beats a cheeky monkey. And that there is a threat of snake bites also seems more appropriate. That is not to do the Eastern Cape down, but the wildlife there is not that wild. We are no on our guard and windows will be left closed most of the time.

It is very odd not to be in Zithulele. I am feeling a bit purposeless now. I get the odd Jabulani call on my mobile, which is cool because that is what I know. The new team have grabbed it by the scruff and I am confident that they will do well. They already have 19 pre-school kids on the register. Letting go is proving to be tricky.

The hospital has had an outbreak of measles which pretty much did for Sally le Roux who was in a right state when we left. Jo, the new doctor also fell ill, the combination of which really hit a new team. Kim is feeling for the few who are holding the fort, but it sounds like they are on the mend now and things can get back on track.

Our mates Gareth, Ros and Paul meet us on Saturday and we will head to Hluhluwe National Park and then north to Kosi Bay, Swaziland and Mozambique. Good old road trips.