Vroom vroom, we get to Cape Town

The storm that was brewing finally brewed and we could see sheets of dark grey rain falling over parched farms for many miles, but not a drop hit us. And then the most beautiful rainbow appeared starting from the ground and getting lost in the sky somewhere, a good omen, I thought.

Driving through the Karoo was quite overwhelmingly beautiful. Miles and miles of quiet, barren and desolate splendour.

It felt as if the Karoo had decided to show it's magnificence only to us and to share it's colours and storms and rainbows only with us making our Karoo experience even more impressive and leaving us feeling unbelievably thankful.

Of course the only 'photo of Tony driving that I took had to be when the one and only car that we saw in four hours, came past! We had taken a very quiet road where there was hardly any traffic.

After a stop for breakfast in a freezing cold place and another stop for coffee further along, we finally found our way into Cape Town, got a bit lost in the city, but were able to get our bearings after a quick chat and directions from Joel. It was great to finally get there knowing that we have two and a half months to be with family, to enjoy, explore, have fun, get to know everything and just chill.

Cathy and Joel were outside as we drove up and made us feel very welcome, Nala was also very excited to have visitors and wiggled all over us licking any part that got near her mouth, wagging her rump. Cathy made some tea, or was it coffee, I don't remember, I was too excited, almost as much as Nala but I didn't lick anyone although I had to hold myself back a few times. She (Cathy) showed Tony around their lovely house, as I'd seen it during my previous visit.

They then showed us to our room and bathroom and there we were able to unpack gratefully and start 'settling in'. We soon made our little room comfy and cosy and put all our things away in the cupboard that they had cleared for us. It felt good to know that my kid was around and that we would be able to giggle, go out for coffees and chat and chat and chat. We do that very well! It also felt good to get to know Joel a bit better as we have not really had that much time to do that.

Joel and Cath then decided that as they had taken me to Camps Bay with Kentucky fried chicken and beers when I came last, that it had become tradition, and later on, after a bit of a rest and lots more chatting, we headed off to see the sun set in Camps Bay with a big bag of chicken and a couple of beers each. Elation, elation, elation.