On Friday we drove to visit my cousin Shirley in Trou d'Eau Douce (hole of sweet water). Shared a lovely lunch with her in her beautiful home overlooking a bay, went for an afternoon walk through forest and then drove back home along the coastal road, passing through Grand Sable (Big Sand) then Petit Sable (Little Sand).
A bit of a hair-raising drive back, on Friday afternoon when everyone seemed to be coming home. Had to keep a sharp eye out for buses that roar round corners, pedestrians strolling, dogs crossing the road obliviously, men on bicycles with sugarcane strapped across their bicycles... and the occasional chicken. The custom seems to be to overtake anytime, anywhere (curves, blind rises, hills included) as long as you give a little warning 'toot' that you're about to do it!
Thank goodness driving in Jozi has given me good practice!
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