After a long hiatus, I am finally updating again. In the middle of December we took to the road and headed for South Africa. We weren’t even 2 hours down the road when we were stopped at a road block and asked to provide driver’s licenses, etc. African nations LOVE road blocks and especially love it when they can meet American drivers who have an expired license (Paul being the guilty party.) We were asked to pull over, I was asked to drive since I was legal but the policeman wanted to make copies of both of our licenses so that he could show how some countries list the date as month/day/year instead of day/month/year like they do in Namibia and I guess the rest of southern Africa. So, we followed this guy around town until he found a COLOR copy machine (we still don’t know why he needed it in color). After a good 30 minutes we were back on the road but some little people needed a bathroom break. Bathrooms in Namibia tend to be less than hygenic so Paul is very particular that everyone wear shoes if they are headed to a restroom. Charlie of course could not find his so Paul carried him. On the way back to the car Paul missed a curb and fell, tearing all the ligaments in his ankle! I was grateful he chose to sacrifice his foot instead of Charlie’s head but his vacation dream of snorkeling, long walks on the beach and rocks, swimming, etc was shattered even before we were far down the road. Needless to say I drove most of the way the next 1 1/2 days with Paul sitting beside me in intense pain. As soon as we arrived at the beach Paul’s dad took him to a hospital and he returned in a huge cast and on crutches!
My parents flew in from the US on Christmas Eve and we were so excited to see them! They say that all their clothes fit into 2 carry-ons and that all their other luggage was for us! We had “ordered” somethings from the states but I didn’t realize how much until I saw their luggage. My parents rented a house close to ours and the kids’ favorite thing to do was to walk over to Gran Jan and Big Daddy’s house FIRST things (as in 6am) to visit. Luckily my parents are good sports and early risers. They said they loved hearing them call out to them as they walked up the driveway.
My parents house was a two-story with the main bedroom and living room on the top floor. They had a beautiful view of the lighthouse, the rocks and the breeze was the best. Most mornings I would pick my dad up and we would head to the beach for a long walk. He has the best eyes and would see dolphins or seals in the waves that I was never aware of until he pointed them out.
The kids had the best time playing in the sand, adding to their seashell collections and trying to catch crabs and little fish. Annelise was the champion boogie boarder even after getting dumped hard by some waves! Chapman’s big fun was to take a shovel to the beach and see how deep a hole he could dig. Once he dug a deep hole and covered it with a towel. A teenage girl walking with her friends fell all the way in-as in up to her stomach–we and all her friends laughed so hard. She was covered in sand but was a good sport about it. Audrey mainly ran in and out of the waves with Charlie.
All of Paul’s family was there with us and we loved getting to play with all our cousins.
We took a lot of day trips with my parents so look for a post on that later this week!