Now a "challenging" time began. Firstly I was in tears as the laptop struggled terribly with the Bulls game which was live.
Momprins was serenely relaxing, so I got the fire started for a rare braai for me, plus pap and sheba, my favourite!
Some dear soul had spent time working out the mystic arts of the Kruger hotplates, an impossible business I remember even from my childhood days, so I was very impressed!
However, it was a horrible trick after all, as left and right did not even correspond to the actual plates.
So it was damned hard work, putting both plates on full blast and juggling the pap and sheba around, using the main switch!
This is actually potentially very dangerous, as it would be easy to forget to put the main switch off, leaving the next tourist to get burnt!
Anyway, I was upbeat, as during our previous Mom-son trip to PK we had a catastrophic attempt at making sosaties in the freezing preceding winter, with a batch of terrible wood, and had to finish them off in the microwave. This time the fire was perfect, and they were going like a boeing, as they say!
Then the heavens opened...
So raw sosaties for me, a couple were done enough for Momprins, fortunately!
)