After rolling out of Graff-Reinet we spent a couple of days on the south coast. We spent a night each in Jeffrey's Bay and Buffalo Bay, there's some irony in that last one somewhere. J-Bay as it's known was pleasant enough, but also quite the famous surf spot. It's always a bit akward to be an outsider, J-Bay was no different. We were the posers in their surfer world. We stayed at a surf hostel to boot. To be fair, they were indifferent enough and paid no attention to us as we passed through their world. But we scored a room in the adjacent cottage and, well, it's nice to set your alarm, roll over and watch the sun rise over the Indian Ocean, or any ocean for that matter.
Our next destination blew J-Bay away. Buffalo Bay - again, there's irony in there somewhere - was spectacular. We stayed at a little backpackers on a deserted stretch of beach about 1K down the beach from the village itself. If you make it down to this part of South Africa I highly recommend a stop here. We spent the day on the rocks watching gargantuan waves crash just beyond us (hence the surfers paradise, the tubes are long and high), played cards as the sun set over the water and, as it was my birthday, partied into the night. This trip hasn't been one for partying, but on one's birthday I think it's fair to indulge.
Couple of fun conincidences on this night too. The hostel holds around 20 people. There were maybe 15 of us on this night. One of the others, Richard from outside Norwich England, also was born on the 2nd of July. I've never run into someone with the same birthday as me, ever, until this group of 15. I read that Jose Cansenco was born on July 2, but I've yet to run into him. The second conincidence -- one of the guests was a nurse from California Hospital. The same fine establishment that removed my appendix. And also my one and only hospital stay to date.
Maybe it's just a trick of human life, but I like to believe in cosmic meeting points. I think this is one. Check it out for yourself and let me know...
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