Did I mention snow, the other day – the conspicuous absence of it? Well, cursed are they who celebrate prematurely, for they shall be punished: with 22cm of the stuff, and temperatures around minus 15, minus 25 with the wind chill.
So what do you do, if you’re a hardy South African? Pull on the parka, and go off to work? Yes, well, I did that. But the other thing you do – when you’re back home in the evening – is haul out the photos, and – glass of vino in hand – pore over your pics of Kruger. You know, sunshine, wild animals, the big open skies – that sort of thing.
Never mind that is was raining, half of the time, and decidedly chilly, especially on the back of the open bakkie.
The pics were worth it, don’t you think?