Showing posts with label Betty's Bay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Betty's Bay. Show all posts

September 25, 2012

Golden and grey.

In case you wonder what I did this weekend… on Friday afternoon I went to Wine at the Mill to buy something nice to drink away the sorrows I have due to the travel agent of doom. That worked so nicely that instead of just buying one bottle, the owners and I drank one right there at the shop and I walked out with another four. What can you do?
That night I went to Toffie’s pop-up dim-sum dinner with a room clad in gold and more gold a.k.a. Chenin Blanc in our glasses. And of course no one wanted to go home and be sensible after this so we went to a house party. House party as it was hosted in a new bar called Peter’s House. Tada!
Saturday I woke up with a big fat hangover, a class to teach, and no wallet. I did not feel golden anymore and looked a bit grey too. Not an ideal combination, but somehow I managed to survive class and my wallet managed to survive a night on the backseat of Claire’s car in Obz. To show my joy of reunion I took the wallet to the market where I bought - well, everything that my hangover stomach demanded: crepe with ham and cheese, sushi, and for some reason or other cake pops. All of which was quite delicious and got me safely fuelled to Betty’s Bay. There I spent the next 48 hours hibernating with my aunt and uncle in great stormy weather. It was impossible to do anything useful but lie on the couch in front of the fire, entertained by movies, the Kindle, and little naps. I didn’t write except for a few tweets which all included the joys of chilled bubbly and were probably quite repetitive. I didn’t even feel bad about it. I just enjoyed the calm and ease, which was only disturbed once by the excitement brought on by double yoked poached eggs for breakfast.



















Much more exciting than silly, old green eggs I think!

Last night I went to the meat-eating side of the family and was fed an entire, yummy animal of some sorts. This in combination with the left over relaxation from the weekend has calmed me down so much that I didn’t even yell too much at the travel agent when I finally got a hold of her this morning. We shall see how long it lasts… In the meanwhile I will use the good vibes and finally spend some time on the mat and hopefully type some clever thoughts as well.

June 18, 2012

Lazy.

Sorry for the silence, but I spent the weekend in Betty’s Bay and only used my airbook to watch DVDs and next to me on the car seat as radio substitute. I would show you a picture but as per usual I had only managed to remember buying new batteries, but not to take my memory card with. Ja, ja, bad blogger, I know, I know. The airbook scenario was a bit tricky though because as my little car stretched her legs and flew over the N2, I managed to push a wrong button and my carefully selected playlist was all gone. As you know an airbook ain’t a radio so the playlist couldn’t be recovered while I was driving and my ears were graced with whichever song iTunes fancied.
Luckily I believe in going with the flow, at least when road tripping, so I didn’t mind too much. Once arrived I didn’t even mind the missing memory card, because once arrived, I went straight into a sort of holiday haze of eating, sleeping, and chatting. I realized sometimes, even when you are long grown up, you need parent pampering. Or a good substitute, which I had thanks to my aunt and uncle. Thus I was lazy, but since it’s Monday now, look what I made for you:

The ocean with some typical Betty’s Bay dunes. Beautiful, right? Just fyi the top right thingy is a seagull and not a wave. Just thought you should know, I thought of it all!
I think I remember really well how it looks like there, tough this time around I was so lazy, I didn’t leave the house and I didn’t even see the ocean all weekend (except from the car when driving there, which even I know doesn’t really count). Let’s not dwell on this, let’s just say the weather was really kak *wink*.*

*Did the wink work? I am not a good winker, though sometimes I wish I was. I usually end up looking like an owl or like something got stuck in my eye and I’m trying to get it out. Thought it might work on paper, but you tell me!
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