How about we start
from the beginning? The first weekend of November was an incredibly busy one,
but in the best way possible. The Saturday was spent taking photos for the Rhodes
Chamber Choir (the people who have kept my photography going throughout the
year) in my studio. I really enjoy spending time with people in my studio, so
it made for a fun afternoon with lots of laughter. The photos were being taken
for adverts that will be used to find new choir members next year, and they had
a mugshot theme. This meant a lot of fun for the people involved, and a lot of
post-production to make the white background seem a little more like a police
station. You can check out the results on my photography blog.
Sunday saw more time
spent with my camera as Lwando and his girlfriend, Nonkosazana, who was down
from East London for the weekend. A new challenge faced me as I have never had
a couple session in my studio, and found it a lot more difficult to co-ordinate
while trying to stop the shadows from the lighting getting in the way. After
half an hour in the studio, and around 40 photographs to work with, it was out
into the sunshine as we made our way to the Botanical Gardens. It was the
perfect day to walk around, and I took them to the spots that I am used to
being the small bamboo jungle, the romantic pond and the river. From being
hyper-aware of the camera in the beginning, the two started relaxing more,
posing easier and just have fun. Have a look at the photos that came out of the
session on my photography blog.
With the weekend out
of the way, it was back to work for a slightly shorter week than normal.
Grant’s dad and stepmom came down on Wednesday in preparation for our roadtrip
on Thursday, and they came bearing many a gift. Having just moved into a new
house in Johannesburg, they had a lot of extra bits and bobs that they didn’t
need any more and decided to bring down to their incredibly grateful (step-)son
and his girlfriend! This included an extra fridge, a gas braai and a tortoise
named Tommy, Grant’s childhood pet.
The new house in
Johannesburg doesn’t have a big garden (hardly any garden at all, in fact), so
it was decided that Tommy would be far happier in our backyard nomming on the
fruit as it falls (because we are entirely useless at picking it) and having a
Puddims to play with. For the first few days, Tommy was entirely unimpressed
with his new situation, hissing and spitting and threatening to chew on any
hand that got near him (though for a toothless animal, his beak certainly does
pack a punch). But he seems to have come around to it with the help of some
tomatoes, apples, strawberries and cuttlefish. He is undergoing an entirely new
diet regiment consisting of less veggies and fruit, because apparently
tortoises struggle to process sugar, but more hay. Which he seems entirely
unimpressed with. But we keep trying regardless!
Grant and I jetted off
on Thursday, leaving Jono to look after the new addition to our family, and
made our way to George for a long weekend away, stopping off in Plett for a
night on the way to visit family friends and just rest considering that Grant
and I only managed to leave Grahamstown close to 6pm. The Plett leg of the trip
was very short and not particularly eventful, being only one night, but from
there Sharon and I made our way to Knysna for the day on Friday while the boys
carried on to George for their first day of golf. Knysna meant shopping and
time spent by the seaside, which was greatly appreciated by me, and it was a
lovely, relaxing day spent wandering from shop to shop, without buying too much
to Grant’s relief.
The view of Robberg Beach in Plett. |
The view of Knysna Quays. |
Sunrise from one of our balconies. To the far right, you can see our lounge and further in our bedroom. |
Sun setting over the Hyatt Regency. |
The room itself was
bigger than our entirely three bedroomed, two bathroomed house. With a lavish
lounge, an office area (as part of the lounge), a dining room, a kitchen, two
bathrooms, a giant bedroom and three balconies (all with amazing views, of
course), we were set to never have to leave the room again. But then, there
were others things to coax us out and convince us that we were still in the
real world with shopping downstairs, an infinity pool, a spa and the Ernie Els
designed Oubaai golf course all being part of the resort. Grant and Rob made
full use of the golf course, while Sharon and I perused the shops and the local
area, stopping into Heralds Bay for lunch on Saturday and sitting by the pool
with the boys for the rest of the afternoon. The breakfast that the hotel
provided was also phenomenal and out of this world, but unfortunately I only
got to make use of the restaurant for the breakfasts. On Saturday evening I
started feeling completely out of it, losing feeling in my arm and feeling
disoriented and nauseous. After taking a few pills, I was out like a light and
only managed to wake up for a few minutes to grab a bite of the divine grilled
chicken that had been ordered from room service as part of the dinner. I got
told the next morning how the meals that Grant, Rob and Sharon had ordered
(also through room service) came on silver platters. The next morning, we were
slow to wake and reluctant to leave, but were out of the hotel and back on the
road by midday, stopping briefly to grab a token or two and some lunch on the
way back to Grahamstown.
The view on the way back into Grahamstown
And thus ends part one
of November thus far. Watch this space for part 2.