PONGOLA COUNTRY LODGE
Situated on the N2 route between Swaziland, Mpumalanga, and the tourist region of Northern KwaZulu-Natal, our accommodation in Pongola is well positioned for the business traveler and tourist alike. As the gateway to Kingfisher Route, complete with Game Reserves and Parks, including Jozini Dam, Sodwana National Park and the lakes of St Lucia within a 100km drive, the Lodge is surrounded by a host of natural activities.
De Oude Huize Yard
Keeping in touch with the history of our building in Harrismith in the Free State we have given all our rooms a make-over.
To name a few extra long king beds, hard floors, electric blankets, double vanities, fireplaces and percale linen.
One of my pet hate’s is waiting. No matter where it is. But airports are probably the worst. Then I came across this article by Intrepid Travel and just loved it. Now I’m going to be thinking about all the other ‘creative’ and productive things I can do while waiting to board the next flight.
Read it here: http://www.intrepidtravel.com/adventures/how-to-survive-an-airport-stopover/
While on our whirlwind trip around Cape Town, we were ‘strolling’ around the V&A Waterfront (at a very fast pace!) and decided, on the spur of the moment to do a heli flip.
On Thursday evening we were invited by SBS (Second Born Son) to join them for dinner at Cafe Paradiso in Cape Town.
Oh my goodness…what a fabulous experience! Out of 6 different meals, every single one was deliciously spectacular.
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Way back in the day, when Maputu was still called Lourenço Marques and Biline was called San Martino, our family of four went camping. Will never forget, the first night we were there, after my father had had one too many “aquadents” – (apparently meaning fire water), the wind came up. Not just a little sea breeze, but a howler. When we got back to camp, our hired caravan was almost on its side, our tent was stuck in a tree and a Mozambique monsoon had blown in. I remember my father desperately hanging onto tent pegs while my mother, laughing I might add, screamed instructions from the caravan door. Chaos reigned…
Before this area was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO, is was known as Kromdraai (and still is actually ) Before this, we had a tight knit community of crop farmers and game farmers who spent Christmas together, had New Year’s parties together and had the 6 monthy “opskop” at Oom Paul’s farm (now known as Nirox).
My family and I recently returned from a trip to Limpopo via Tzaneen and Haenertsburg. What a gorgeous heavenly part of our beautiful country. I’ll be popping back there soon to do a “proper” write. . In the meantime, here is a little taster of this stunning little village.