Back to Springs to get our flight

We had to get back to Springs over 600km away in time to catch our flight early on the next day. No pressure, but our lift didn’t arrive. We didn’t exactly panic but we both found it unpleasant having to depend on others to get about. Finally a sweet girl at the dolphin diving place organised a lift.

As we drove I thought about Moz and all its wild beauty, but realised that if we did have a business there it had to be one to buy and sell and required a partner and trust issues. It wasn’t going to be forever. That suited the gypsy me but probably not Paul.

It was Paul’s turn driving when one of the famous Highveld storms set it. Thunder, lightening and sheets of rain like you can’t believe. Driving was really slow and rather thrilling.