Monday, January 21, 2008
Small Town Life
Day one of the fast is over. Dirk is passed out on the couch complaining of nausea and a vicious headache. I think he's fallen asleep now which is the worst thing as he'll wake up at 2:30 a.m in his sweaty day clothes and still needing to brush his teeth. Fasting is always good in retrospect. Three days to go.
For someone who is not a beachy sort, I've been spending quite a bit of time down there. Today was just too good a weather day to pass up a beach visit. We bumped into Sam with her two kids, Josh and Jessie, on the beach. Sam makes it the sixth person I've bumped into today. That's small town life for you. We endured the miffie smell of the lagoon (sorry Hermanus-Times-letter-guy, the estuary, I mean) long enough for the kids to get hungry and tired.Eskom's back-up plan on the way.