I woke up in the morning feeling rather tired. I had not slept so well and my legs felt dead; like I had done some major hike the day before. I guess thats what happens when you do a little walking after you have been in bed for days! Nevertheless I got up, and with an old toothbrush got cracking on the beast, the perfectionist in me coming out. I took a break for some pronutro and tea and then Teddy arrived. He knew the right money exchangers to get me a significantly better rate for my dollars and I needed to change money to pay for the vehicle repairs. We arrived at the money exchanger with Teddy handling everything while I simply sat in the car. Afterwards we counted the money in the car; me looking around, waiting for something to happen.
Fortunatley nothing happened and so we headed to GMC so I could get the money off my hands as quickly as possible. I needed some airtime so Teddy told me to give a boy on the side of the street about R65 to go buy some. After waiting and waiting I figured he had taken the money and run and Teddy climbed out of his car furious. As he climbed out berating the boy; the boy reached my window to give me the card. I had a good chuckle at Teddy who didnt know quite what to do with himself; having worked himself up for nothing.
Having paid GMC i walked back to my hotel, where, dead tired, I hit the bed. I guess sometimes your body need to rest after being sick for so long. Finally getting up again, I continued my cleaning work on the Beast. At 12pm, feeling very peckish i had spaghetti bolaignaise, Ethiopian style which meant a lot of pasta with a few pieces of meat.
Afterwards i carried on working until i headed back to bed for another rest after praying Zhur. It was a dream filled rest with evil spirits and haunted houses. Rousing myself from my slumber I got myself going again. I really felt like all the energy had been taken out of me. Climbing into the Beast I headed out in search of someone to repair the punctured tyre. The service attendant at the petrol station was very helpful and he directed to me to a small shop i had seen earlier. Driving down the wrong side of the road (it was just easier :P) I pulled in and the guy was able to quickly find the problem and switch the tyre on my vehicle for me. Along with my "No-energy" day was "Injury-myself" day. This meant that the whole day I had been bumping into things, cutting my fingers etc. Naturally this continued when I put the tyre on the car rack, scratching skin off my finger in the process. Then I did the same thing shutting the rear door and on it went.
On the way back i decided to have my favourite freshly squeezed orange juice. While sipping the orange juice and watching the world go by I noticed a man, completely naked, sitting on the corner of the junction as if it was the most natural thing in the world. He puzzled at something in his hand and then threw it in the road and then went back to sitting. Pedestrians; many muslim women, walked by as if he simply wasnt there. I have to say i was rather intriuged!
On arriving back at the hotel I made acquaintances with three German bikers that had driven from Cape Town. The one, Alex had the same symptoms as me. He was looking for a doctor or hospital so I supplied him with the card of my doctor and the waypoint to get there. It was nice being able to help him, especially as I knew what he was going through. I continued chatting with them for quite a while, while putting on car seat covers and cleaning the Beast.
Afterwards I headed back to my room to pray and do admin (entering invoices). Kasahun came around to check up on me and so I, needing to eat (3 meals in one day!) headed to the restaurant and ordered what can be thought of beef schintzel without the crumbs. As the restaurant was smoky and smelt of beer I quickly left with Kasahun bringing my food to me in my room (is that great service or what!). The food was actually not bad; especially after I added the tomato relish to it. To drink I had the R20/l orange juice. It was really good and was actually a mix of orange and grape fruit juice. The brand is Dewlands and i dont know why they dont sell it locally in SA as i would certainly prefer it to fake Ceres (yeah they are now adding "nature identical" flavourants to all their fruit juices so boycott them and dont buy!).
Well thats it for today. Still feeling dead so am heading to bed...night night!
Fortunatley nothing happened and so we headed to GMC so I could get the money off my hands as quickly as possible. I needed some airtime so Teddy told me to give a boy on the side of the street about R65 to go buy some. After waiting and waiting I figured he had taken the money and run and Teddy climbed out of his car furious. As he climbed out berating the boy; the boy reached my window to give me the card. I had a good chuckle at Teddy who didnt know quite what to do with himself; having worked himself up for nothing.
Having paid GMC i walked back to my hotel, where, dead tired, I hit the bed. I guess sometimes your body need to rest after being sick for so long. Finally getting up again, I continued my cleaning work on the Beast. At 12pm, feeling very peckish i had spaghetti bolaignaise, Ethiopian style which meant a lot of pasta with a few pieces of meat.
Afterwards i carried on working until i headed back to bed for another rest after praying Zhur. It was a dream filled rest with evil spirits and haunted houses. Rousing myself from my slumber I got myself going again. I really felt like all the energy had been taken out of me. Climbing into the Beast I headed out in search of someone to repair the punctured tyre. The service attendant at the petrol station was very helpful and he directed to me to a small shop i had seen earlier. Driving down the wrong side of the road (it was just easier :P) I pulled in and the guy was able to quickly find the problem and switch the tyre on my vehicle for me. Along with my "No-energy" day was "Injury-myself" day. This meant that the whole day I had been bumping into things, cutting my fingers etc. Naturally this continued when I put the tyre on the car rack, scratching skin off my finger in the process. Then I did the same thing shutting the rear door and on it went.
On the way back i decided to have my favourite freshly squeezed orange juice. While sipping the orange juice and watching the world go by I noticed a man, completely naked, sitting on the corner of the junction as if it was the most natural thing in the world. He puzzled at something in his hand and then threw it in the road and then went back to sitting. Pedestrians; many muslim women, walked by as if he simply wasnt there. I have to say i was rather intriuged!
On arriving back at the hotel I made acquaintances with three German bikers that had driven from Cape Town. The one, Alex had the same symptoms as me. He was looking for a doctor or hospital so I supplied him with the card of my doctor and the waypoint to get there. It was nice being able to help him, especially as I knew what he was going through. I continued chatting with them for quite a while, while putting on car seat covers and cleaning the Beast.
Afterwards I headed back to my room to pray and do admin (entering invoices). Kasahun came around to check up on me and so I, needing to eat (3 meals in one day!) headed to the restaurant and ordered what can be thought of beef schintzel without the crumbs. As the restaurant was smoky and smelt of beer I quickly left with Kasahun bringing my food to me in my room (is that great service or what!). The food was actually not bad; especially after I added the tomato relish to it. To drink I had the R20/l orange juice. It was really good and was actually a mix of orange and grape fruit juice. The brand is Dewlands and i dont know why they dont sell it locally in SA as i would certainly prefer it to fake Ceres (yeah they are now adding "nature identical" flavourants to all their fruit juices so boycott them and dont buy!).
Well thats it for today. Still feeling dead so am heading to bed...night night!
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