Wilderness to Plettenberg Bay

After a day and a half in Wilderness we’d all felt it was time to move on, so we packed up and got on the road. Today’s destination was Plettenberg Bay. There wasn’t anything of interest there that we knew, it was just the halfway point on Wessel and Marleen’s drive to Jeffrey’s Bay. Plettenberg Bay isn’t large enough to get lost in, but we managed it. We found ourselves, found the hostel, and settled in. Marleen and Wessel got themselves a room and we set up our tent as usual. Sheryl was annoyed because there was no shade for the tent. I didn’t really care, since I’d only be in it when it was dark anyway, but I was a little annoyed at the price - R75 per person, per night. Almost $20 for us to camp. Outrageous. I can’t stand this practice of charging per person for camping rather than per tent, it’s gouging.

Afternoon saw us all trooping down to the beach. It took us ages to get there, since we got lost on the way. You’d think, wouldn’t you, that we’d eventually learn that just walking toward the water isn’t enough. In this case it was particularly annoying because we’d walked down a long steep hill for ages, and had to walk back up. We’d also borrowed some of those little floaty Styrofoam boards called “boogie-boards” from the hostel, and I felt like an absolute prat of a tourist carrying it. When we got back up the hill and realized we’d made a huge circle and had ended up back at the hostel Wessel lost interest in walking and went to get the car. That turned out to have been the right thing to do since it was stupidly far to the beach. We hung out there for a few hours. I fell asleep and got a nasty sunburn. Sheryl, in a masterful act of taunting aimed at the folks back home, made a snowman out of sand. When my brother called later and was complaining about the -25°C temperatures, I told him about the sand-snowman to cheer him up. His reply was, sadly, unprintable.

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