Cape Crusader

Wilderness

Our last day on the Garden Route was very chilled. In the morning we visited the farmers market in Sedgefield, an early morning affair with lot of great organic foods, unfortunately by this point i'd picked up a cold from wearing too few clothes in the Klein Karoo and the early start to a frost laden morning only served to worsening my mood. We had tea and cake with Carol and Kevin before leaving Rushmere, which really embedded the feeling of familiarity and fantastic hospitality we'd experienced there.

Out next and last port of call was 'Forget me not', a hill top lodge high above Wilderness. What was meant to be the piece de resistance of our trip turned out to be quite different all together. The weather had deteriorated rapidly over the past few days to the point where there would be a slim comparison between a wet, cold and windy day in Bristol and what we were experiencing that day. Our room could only be described as absolutely freezing and neither Als or I were too impressed with the discomfort we were experiencing. There was the host sitting in front of an open log fire while we sat and shivered. Not sure which hospitality manual he'd been reading but it was definately written by a moron. Anyway, i don't want to dwell on this too much because at the end of the day Als and I made our own entertainment, such as dancing around the room like throwbacks from the 90's to keep ourselves warm..... trust me, it was amusing at the time. Here's a slightly altered view of our room.



The following day we had a very tasty breakfast accompanied with champagne before heading back to Cape Town. Overall I had a fantastic time and I'm quite sure Alessandra enjoyed the trip too. We still had plenty of exciting things to look forward to in Cape Town so we drove back, singing along to Michael Franks and wearing big smiles on our faces.

posted by Cape Cornetto @ 6:32 PM