My birth days suck, it’s just how it rolls and I just try to deal the best I can. This birth day was supposed to be different cause I was going to cuddle baby monkeys all day and night. I didn’t and it wasn’t. I consoled myself with ½ bottle of Fat Bastard (wine, not a person). But!
Ok, ‘speak’ may be a bit of an exaggeration. My second AirB&B in Pretoria was so freaking amazing, I can’t believe the treasures I scored in that city.
Just one more post about Stephanie’s place and it had to be the menagerie that is the heart beat and soul of the place!
What strange twists of circumstance that landed me here on this wild and wonderful property in the hills of Pretoria! This week was supposed to be spent hugging and caring for baby Vervet Monkeys in the wilds of Tzaneen but sickness drove me back to civilization to recover from all the errant sicknesses that were…
As I spend my last day at Stephanie’s wonderful hide-away I have to face saying goodbye to my vacation lover. This is going to be tough. She hasn’t been far from my side for 7 days and nights and to say I am going to miss her is a foolish understatement.
Travelling Crone 