This morning, my mother and I attended church in George. To be honest, I don't actually attend church as much as I should. I have tried to in Dundee but I prefer my sleep. I wasn't really looking forward to it but I am pretty happy I went. I actually understood what the Minister was teaching and paid attention. As well as that, there was a German choir. They sang amazingly.
Glentana was our next stop on the map. Glentana is a small community by the coast. I spend most of my childhood holidays there running around the strand. We saw our house today and its not the same. In my younger days by Pa painted the roof a bright blue colour so you could see it instantly. We also walked a long the beach and it's strange to think my younger self use to swim in those waters or 'dance' for mussels with my Oupa. Even stepping on a 'bloublasie' which is a type of jellyfish that stung me a billion time when I was running around comes to mind when I think of the holidays spend there. .The cafe by the beach has closed down now, but I remember running there to get ice lollies or candles when the power went out once. It was nice to go down memory lane again.
Tommorow we head for Merweville. This is the town that my Ouma grew up in and that is where we will meet my Oupa. Merweville is small town in the Karoo, in the middle of nowhere. Not a lot of people know about it. We always use to stop there on the way to Glentana to visit my grandparents. I remember very little, just my Ouma cooking by the stoof ,having 'bok' milk, swimming in the dam and the dying from the heat.
That's all I can think of writing for now. I am probably not going to see a computer for at least 2 weeks so i guess this is kind of a farewell. I am keeping a journal so hopefully I will be able to write a ton when I get back about my travels.
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| A bloueblasie. Thought I'd show you what one looks like |
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