Photos of Mpumalanga, Lion Park, and Zimbabwe

We’ve posted a bunch of photos from our travels of the past two weeks, plus one gallery all the way from mid-June on our return to Gauteng from Rustenburg. Stretching from Mpumalanga to Zimbabwe, there’s a large set of photos to view, and while we hope most will be undertstood in context, we will eventually add captions and give a better understanding of where we were and what we were seeing. The Lion Park was not completed by the time we left Mugg & Bean tonight, but should be done at our Lodge in Kimberley since it has WiFi. The links for the photos are below:

Lion Park in Gauteng (w/ video of Alex being eaten)

Mpumalanga

Zimbabwe

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I’ve Seen Through God’s Window And It Was Beautiful [W/ Photos]

An early start was what today required, and Alisa gave a gasp of excitement when she saw sun and blue skies at 0800, but she inexplicably let me continue to sleep, so we only hit the road north at 1000 after packing up and leaving Blyde River Chalets. However, there was still clouds and fog remaining, which completely obscured the area around the Pinnacle and God’s Window, so we continued on, and shortly after spectacularly broke through the fog to see the mountains and valleys laid out before us. A 20 minute drive brought us upon Bourke’s Luck, the name of so-called potholes dug out in the side of a canyon by the pools of running water. We wandered the park, clearly a commercialized area (including the R55 entrance fee), took the requisite pictures (though the ones we had others take of us turned out to be quite poor), and decided to head to the main event of Blyde River Canyon. Continue reading

Journey to Mpumalanga to Ease the World Cup Sorrow

27 June

The day after our elimination started with us arriving home at 4 am, and sleep walking into bed. Waking up 6 hours later, I had no desire to get on with the day, preferring instead to sleep until the disappointment from last night did not sting as much. It was hard to place one factor as being the most heart wrenching. Perhaps it was the fact that the team again didn’t come out ready to play at the opening whistle. Perhaps it was the way everyone in South Africa and the continent had turned against the US team (being serenaded to taunts by Ghana ‘fans’ at the end of the game will be something I won’t forget soon). Or more so, perhaps it was the quick turnaround been the amazing bliss that the win against Algeria produced and not less than 48 hours having been eliminated to a team that was beatable on the night. The disappointment causes even more reflection of what might have been when the bracket as a whole was examined. Continue reading