Life seems so immediate and honest here. Somehow removed from the mindless materialism of the urban party. I recognise of course that the feeling has a lot to do with being on holiday, but for that, for me, this is the perfect place. I am so in love with its arresting beauty, space and emptiness people-wise.
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| The sunset road, heading back from Buffelsbaai. |
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| People braaing alsongside the George Rex flats. |
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| Earlier, Ev and Aiden warming up for a winter swim - amazingly calm sea. |
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| Warming up afterwards with a cup of something hot on the Buff's deck |
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| That little reminder that paradise has an edge. It's an interesting box, has two combination padlocks, you call a hotline number, give the code for the box (both writ large on the top), and are given the combination for the locks. Clever solution to stop wankers stealing stuff that could be life-saving. I was trying to imagine the panic of dialling and fumbling with the locks whilst your chommie bleeds out on the beach... would require some concentration that. |
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