This beach is definitely “to die for” but his partner, busy on her cell phone hasn’t even noticed. I hope he was only playing dead.
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Happy weekend to you all.
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Pull Up A Seat At The Beach
Time for another ‘Pull Up A Seat Challenge’ from XingfuMama. This week, let’s go to the beach and get some sand between our toes.
When we arrived at the Isle Of Palms ‘Wild Dunes’ resort near Charleston, where we were to stay the night on our drive from New Jersey to Florida, there was not a single person to be seen on the beach. In fact, the whole place seemed deserted.
The beach in Phuket which had been hit by a Tsunami just two years before our visit seemed just as unpopular.
In Umhlanga Rocks, things were a lot more lively as many spectators took a seat on the grass as well as on benches to view the annual Red Bull surfing competition.
Further along the beach, the rocks provided improvised seating for holiday makers.
What a great place to sit for a few hours, quietly reading or just watching the waves.
It seems that everyone loves to be at the beach.
It’s the most relaxing place to sit and do absolutely nothing.
I’m looking forward to going back there at the end of May.
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WPC: My Local Beach
Here I am back at my ‘local’ beach in South Africa for a few weeks. Since I last posted, we’ve spent time in London, then visited our daughter in Johannesburg, and now we’re happily ensconced in our beachfront apartment with a view. Umhlanga Rocks is the seaside town we called ‘local’ for fifteen years.
It seemed like we’d never been away, when on our early morning walk, the iconic red and white lighthouse came into view.
There were fisherman on the rocks and cargo ships waiting to go into port, just as there always were.
A prayer meeting of huddled worshippers was in full swing, their voices clearly audible above the sound of the crashing waves.
The familiar sight of the pier with it’s whale-bone shaped arches, really made me feel nostalgic.
Looking down at one obviously very dedicated sunbather, was quite a ‘sight for sore eyes’ as my Granny used to say. Hubby told me that his scanty swim suit is what is known as a ‘Budgie Smuggler’, which made me laugh out loud.
As we wended our way home for breakfast, the sky had turned a gorgeous shade of blue, and my favourite lighthouse in all the world was looking its very best.
So, no Iguanas or Sammy squirrel here to show you, although I have seen a couple of local monkeys around. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get some photos if they stay still for long enough.
Wishing you all a very happy weekend. Tonight we’re meeting my sister and her husband for dinner at one of our local restaurants.
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Thursday’s Special: With the ocean as my background
“The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.” – Jacques Yves Cousteau
The WPC this week is ‘Treat’.
Two years ago when Sienna came with her dad to visit us in South Africa, it was such a treat for the family to spend time with her,
especially my darling mom who hadn’t seen her since she was a toddler.
We took her to the beach
and out to restaurants where she could have her favourite food, and she even got to design her own pizza.
Making her own hot chocolate with marshmallows was also lots of fun.
A really delicious treat to enjoy
We went to the aquarium in Durban.
On the London bus in the shopping mall.
Then we all drove up to Johannesburg to see Auntie Mandy,
who took us see the lions at the nature reserve.
She even got to feed a giraffe.
It was a really fun time, chock-full of treats, and a holiday I’m sure she’ll never forget.
Today marks 50 years since hubby and met at a Guy Fawkes night dance. Little did I know when he asked me to dance, that we’d still be ‘Happy Together’ five decades later.
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It’s been a real ‘Treat’, and we’re going out today to celebrate, so I may not be around here again until tomorrow.
PS: Can someone please explain to me why my title for this post ended up at the bottom instead of the top, and I can’t change it?
Treats for a special girl and our 50 happy years together
My Sunday Photo: Just Married
My Sunday Photo: Fun at the beach
It’s almost winter here in Umhlanga, but the weather is perfect for a day at the beach. Lots of activity here, and only one person seems to be relaxing.
B&W Shoes and Feet at the Beach for Cee’s Challenge
“Anything with shoes or feet as the main focus of your photo” is Cee’s B&W Challenge this week.
I’ve chosen to be nostalgic and take a look at some shots from my beach in Umhlanga Rocks. I’m really missing those almost daily walks along the promenade, when I could do a bit of people watching.
There were many different kinds of beach attire to be seen, but bare feet were usually the order of the day.
It was a great place to relax and read the Sunday papers,
or to just veg out and do nothing.
The perfect place to take the family pets for a walk.
If your feet get tired, just kick off your shoes and watch the waves for a while.
The more energetic would go running along the promenade,
but the majority were more than content just to have a bit of relaxation from the daily grind.
I hope you’ve enjoyed my B&W trip down memory lane, or should that be “memory beach?” 😕
Freedom to express her ‘Joie de Vivre’, for Ailsa’s Travel theme.
I just love this photo of my granddaughter running free in England, after her dad stopped the car on the South Downs, for a bit of a leg stretch.
As you can see, she loves to have the space and freedom to express her joy of living in the moment.
After the stress of studying for exams, a deserted beach is the ideal place to find freedom from the confines of everyday life.
What is your idea of freedom? Visit Ailsa’s Travel Theme post this week, and join in the fun.
My smokey journey to Johannesburg
Yesterday was a very full day indeed. The new occupants of the apartment we were renting, arrived much earlier than expected. By the time we left, there was a a mass of furniture and boxes outside on the patio. They were moving from another apartment in the same complex, and wanted to swap out their own stuff for what was already there. We loaded up our car, and were soon heading out of Umhlanga, away from the beauty of the beach and the Indian Ocean.
It’s a long drive up to Johannesburg, and we expected to be at our daughter’s about 4pm. The roads weren’t too busy, and after stopping for lunch, we were driving through the Free State Province, when we noticed plumes of smoke in the distance.
At the end of a dry winter, the grass is always tinder-dry and veld fires are very common. As we drove towards the smoke, we saw in the distance, many trucks stopped at the side of the road and a traffic cop standing in the middle of the road, waving his arms around. We were told that there had been an accident involving four trucks and several other vehicles, and it would take many hours to clear the road. There was nothing for it but to turn around and drive several kms back to the last junction and take another route down one of the back roads. Why the traffic police couldn’t have had someone there in the first place, to divert the traffic, is a total mystery. We were bombing along this much pot-holed road, quite merrily, when we saw more smoke and vehicles ahead. Once again the road was blocked, and a truck was on fire. There was too much smoke for me to open the window to take this shot, hence the reflection of my arm.
We sat waiting for what seemed like ages, and eventually the road was opened, but from the other direction, and dozens and dozens of trucks came slowly driving through.
After a very long wait, we were once again on our way, and finally were passing the industrial outskirts of Johannesburg, which as you can see, isn’t a very pretty sight.
We battled through the rush hour traffic, and when we arrived at our daughter’s lovely house, the family were all there to greet us, and so was my piano. It was great to see it again. It looked very happy in its new home. It’s very out of tune after the shaking up it must have suffered on the long journey up here, but today the piano tuner is coming.
It’s a most gorgeous spring day here, and the garden is looking so pretty.
I’ve been glued to the TV this morning, watching the judgement in the Oscar Pistorius murder trial. I really hope that justice will be seen to be done for Reeva and her family.
