So, I'm officially on the backpacking trail. My primary means of getting around is a neat little system known as the Baz Bus. It's a hop-on hop-off shuttle service (I'm not aware of anything similar that operates on a national level in South Africa) and it basically allows you to buy a single ticket and ride in one direction for as long as you want, getting on and off whenever you want, over however much time you need. I got myself a “PE to Cape Town” ticket and have been doing door-to-door backpacking ever since.
Right now, I've been spending some time in Storms River near the official, Guinness-approved, Tallest Bungy Jump In The Whole World™. In fact, I was only in the neighbourhood for about twenty minutes before I was whisked off to the Bloukrans Bridge for this life-changing adrenaline experience.
Of course, I didn't ... um ... actually do the bungy.
In my defense, I was sincerely prepared to take the plunge (hurhur, pun there) and go for it, but I only carried R200 in cold hard cash and the adventure centre's card machine wasn't working. A single jump costs about R640. A “flying fox” zipline costs about R150. I sure as hell wasn't going to leave without doing at least something, so I paid for the zipline and got to hang about on the bridge for a bit to watch some bungy first-hand. I wasn't allowed to take a camera onto the bridge (in fact, it was kinda impossible: I was terrified that it would fall out of my rather shallow pockets during the zipline) but I can testify that the view was amazing. Almost as amazing as the underwear-clad, co-ed dorming German women that I've just spent the night with.
I'm a little bit disappointed that I didn't get to do the jump: I hear that it's a life-changing experience. But at least my wallet, which was thoroughly prepared to wuss out on my behalf, is feeling a little relieved. Backpacking's expensive, you know.
And yeah, I mentioned cute German backpackers. But I'm not showing the pics because this is a PG-friendly blog. Now go away.*
* Hi mom. If you're reading this, don't get a heart attack. I don't actually have any naughty pictures of these ladies and I've had a lot of good, clean fun with them.**
** Hi everyone else. The only reason why I don't have naughty pictures is because they probably wouldn't let me take them anyway. Also, the next time you're confronted with a bunch of hotties, I want YOU to make the choice between sticking around and running off to fetch your camera. Yeah, that's what I thought.***
*** Ignore that, mom.