Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Welcome to Zulu Nyala -- July 17, 2012

To get to Zulu Nyala Game Lodge from Joburg, we took a short flight to Richard's Bay
on the coast of the Indian Ocean. We were greeted by a Zulu driver and spent the next
2 hours traveling by van to the game lodge.
It was dusk as we were arriving an the sun setting was spectacular!
As we meandered thorough the winding dirt road toward our destination, we
encountered nyalas, monkeys, giraffes, wildebeest, (and a cow). We didn't expect
to see all of this before we even checked in so our cameras were not quite ready.
Perhaps some pictures are in order for tomorrow??

The room was exactly as we expected -- rustic charm throughout. There was a
thatched roof, an elephant motif in the bath, and a large patio door and window that
overlooks the pool area with a picturesque landscape beyond. We face east, so we
are hoping to get some great pics of the sunrise in the morning. We were anxious to
explore, so we put off unpacking and set out to inspect the grounds. By this time, the
sun had set, and our conversation turn to what may be out lurking in the dark. You
know how it goes sometimes, when you start over-thinking, things start to get a little
creepy -- seed pods falling from trees suddenly look like snakes, and wind rustling the
trees sounds like lions approaching. Guess unpacking really was a better idea after all!

Later, we enjoyed a nice meal and some wine alongside other safari goers. Lisa,
being the brave food taster, sampled some smoked fish, an oyster, and something that
resembled a fig. Kathy stuck with things she recognized, but vowed to gain courage for
tomorrow's cuisine.

Right outside our door.
Our bathroom sink
The dining room at Zulu Nyala


OUR DAY IN JOBURG – “BLOODY COLD” - July 16, 2012

Kissing a stranger in our hotel lobby.

We were met in the lobby of our hotel by a brother of a friend. Someone we didn’t know.  Anticipation about driving off with a stranger was one thing – greeting a man with a kiss was not the stoic Minnesotan thing to do.   By the end of the day we had an abundance of hugs and kisses and Denis went from being a stranger to becoming a wonderful friend.

First stop S.H.A.P. [Self Help Association of Paraplegics (Soweto)]
Entering the shop, it was obvious how much the workers love Denis.  We started our tour with Denis’ ritual of greeting each worker with hugs and kisses. In the shop the disabled workers were making reflective safety vests for road crews. Their joy moved us.  We helped to distribute packages of T-shirts from Denis.

Boikanyo and Leeza
Next stop was a visit to a very special 3 year old named Leeza Kanya.  Leeza was learning how to speak with her trach after 14 surgeries to repair her windpipe after a bad burn. Leeza is charismatic, familiar with media attention and full of smiles.  Photography might be in her future because she immediately commandeered Lisa’s camera.  The family invited us into their little tin house.  Leeza demonstrated her “Dada” “Lisa” and “Kaffy” in her whispered voice. Mom told us the procedure for suctioning the trach and Lisa examined the tiny trach and it’s capped opening.  Leeza is receipent of the Boikanyo program benefits.  80,000 Rand ($XXXX) is still owed and she needs more surgery to close off the trach.   However, Boikanyo has more kids to care for so who knows her future.

For more about Boikanyo info@boikanyo.org.za

Leeza and her mom
Leeza the photographer. (Note the size of their house)

World Cup Soccer
2010 World Cup practice stadium and arena.  The arena was created to represent the gourd used to drink African beer.
Practice Stadium

World Cup Stadium


Squatters Camps
Many immigrants come to South Africa from other African countries.  We saw many of these temporary housing settlements in Joburg.

Italian Lunch and Cappuccino
By lunch time, jet lag hit hard.  Kathy fell asleep in the back seat a lot. She missed the last 4 times we passed the soccer stadium looking for our way out. 

We had some wonderful cappuccino (that we needed badly) with our savory Italian lunch in Denis’ favorite Italian Deli above a grocery store and distribution center. 
Museum Attempts
It is hard to visit Johannesburg on a Monday. We tried going to the Apartheid Museum and to the Witts Art Gallery but both were closed. All was not lost however as we learned the way to park in permit parking without a permit: Go to the gate, find out you’re not allowed in, ask if you can just go in to turn around.  Instead, go in and park, then sneak out through the gates of the convent school and walk around town. When you return to your car and get to the exit gate tell the security guard “no permit, thanks brother”.  Denis has helped us break out of our shells.

A little Joburg car talk: Trunk = Boot, Hood = Bonnet, Honking = Hooting.

Wanderers Street
In honor of our brother Eric, we had our true adrenaline rush of fear on Wanderers Street. When Denis described where he was taking us and Kathy asked about photos, Denis said “NO CAMERAS”. He told them to put our cameras and purses on the floor and cover them with our coats.  He instructed us to lock our doors and not to look like tourists, but assured us “don’t worry, I have shatterproof glass”

The drug gangs inhabit Wanderers Street. This is also the place where we saw immigrants who arrived off the trains with all their belongings in plastic bags. Denis took us to this street so we could see the Nigerians selling coats for 30 Rand (~$4) right out of the bales of clothing that had arrived from the Red Cross.
The street was so crowded we moved at a sails pace with more stops than gos and people walking on all sides of the car. Yes, you could say we were surrounded.

Another lesson we learned in Joburg: Sign language that shows respect to beggars, while telling them no thanks. Through the windshield, lift up right had to acknowledge the person in a friendly way.  Next put up both hands together like you’re saying “stop”, thumbs together. Finally spread out your hands to have a space between the thumbs still in the “stop” position.  “Say no thanks brother”.

Tea at Tabakins
A little rest after our adrenaline rush was in order so we had a visit to Denis’ home. We shared a pot of Rooibos and Honey Bush tea made in the style of his English grandmother:  two tea bags in a pot of hot water, turn the teapot 9 times one way, then 7 times in the opposite direction. 

We also spent time looking at the photography of his cousin Steve Bloom.  Amazing, check it out at www.SteveBloom.com

Dinner at Moyo’s
We were met at the door on this chilly night with a hot cup of spiced wine. After we were seated at our table, our server brought us a pitcher of rose water, basin and warm towel to wash. As you can tell, we ended our day on a different side of town.

24 hours later Lisa is still thinking about her ostrich and mashed pumpkin. Kathy’s lamb tangine was amazing.
Face painting, fireplace, strolling minstrels and great company complemented an outstanding meal.

If you have a chance to visit Moyo’s in Joburg, check out the loo – it is unforgettable but photos are not available on this family oriented blog (Check with Lisa or Kathy for more information on this topic).

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Travel Days -- In Flight 22 hours


We had a very special flight attendant - Bonita - on  our flight to Amsterdam. 
She is a friend of our cousin Lynn and gave us extra special treatment. 
She made sure we were well taken care of.

We worried a lot about being able to sleep during the 22 hours of travel so we took advantage of the complementary beverages"The kids" asured us it would work. It didn't. No sleep before Amsterdam. Thank heavens exhaustion kicked in on second flight and we napped.

Friday, June 29, 2012

International Roaming.... Check

Verizon turned on international roaming for me today!

Now, what else did I NOT have on my list of things to do?

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Blessing Prayer for Someone About to Leave on a Journey

Written by Ed Hayes and adapted by my friend Liz Brannen for my travels


Blessed are You, Lord our God,
     for You have created a wide and wonderful world 
     in which we can travel.

We ask your blessing upon Lisa and Kathy
     as they are about to leave on their great adventure.

May You, Holy Guide of Travelers,
     be their ever-near companion,
     spreading the road before them
     with beauty and adventure.

Free that road and airway from harm and evil,
     and send as their escorts
     Your holy spirits, Your angelic messengers,
     who accompanied the holy ones of days past.

On this journey, may they take with them
     as part of their traveling equipment
     a heart wrapped in wonder
     with which to rejoice in all they shall do and all those whom they shall meet.

May they read the invisible meanings
     of the events of this journey --
     of possible disappointments and delays,
     of possible breakdowns and rainy day troubles.

Always awake to Your Sacred presence
     and to Your divine compassionate love,
     they shall see in all that happens,
     in the beautiful and the bad,
     the mystery of your holy plan.

May the blessings of the Creator,
     the Redeemer,
     and the Holy Spirit
     be upon them throughout this trip;
     may this same blessing shield them from all harm
     and bring them home again in safety and in peace.

 










 

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Let's start our anti-malarial drug on the same day so we can remind each other.

Mefloquine 250 mg once a week starting 1 week before trip and continuing until 4 weeks after return.  Take with food and plenty of water.