Friday, 3 December 2010

Dirty Thirties, trucks and indians

8 stitches!
 Apparently I am invisible to trucks..  but luckily I am INVINCIBLE too!

A week after being back in SA, I wanted to go for a nice long ride from Langebaan to Saldanha. Just a few km's on the road to Club Mykonos a truck hit me of the road from the side..

I think I first hit the ground with my head, then my arm and then I was on my back. My helmet cracked at the side and inside. Apart from the 8 stitches and bruises I was fine.

Everything happened so fast and when I saw the wheels, I thought I was going to die and then I hit my head so hard. But when I opened my eyes... heaven did not look any different and a man removed my bicycle from me, I think..  The people who saw the accident, stopped and helped. They were so friendly and organised for an ambulance and phoned the police. I would like to know who they were, to thank them. A case of reckless driving and negligence was opened against the truck driver and until today, the company has not contacted me to ask how I am doing.



Testing out my tent for the tour in our front garden.
I bought this tent about 5 years ago for R400 (about 57 USD) at Checkers. It is nice and spacious and I had some good camping experiences in it.


And just like that it has begun.. my thirties.
I had an indian dinner party and all at Christine's Delici Cooking Studio in town with a fantastic menu and wonderful friends to celebrate it.

For the last week back home, I could enjoy cycling in our wonderful National Park again. Then we had to return to Ghana.. for the last 6 weeks stretch before I can come back

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