I have returned to civilisation although only just as Maritzburg wont be making any best city lists unless you enjoy being on the brink of dying of boredom, confusing street name changes and more recently an outbreak of killer flu which according to the Natal Witness is "now also striking down the healthy." Of course it is you simpletons. That's what getting sick means.
The Transkei was a magical time. There was summer heat, great food and fun company which made the fact that we broke our generator on the first day and our shower on the second worth it.
With cottage bedrooms named "The Pump Room" and "The Cock Box," one can only imagine what debauchery has occurred there but it truly was a magical place. Days were filled with a Survivor-esque challenge between two tribes which included eating competitions, beach golf and balancing on a log whilst having cow dung thrown at you. I can assure you that this was not my idea...
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