Uber not about
For our second day in
George, we were unsure of what to do apart from being able to get anywhere from
our hotel which in its somewhat bucolic setting backing onto a golf course is
hardly in the centre of town as the indicator from my hotel booking suggested.
We were excited about
going to Victoria Bay Beach and then the Map of Africa viewpoint and as we were
informed that Uber had reached George, we presumed the ease of getting about to
a fault for even when we tried for an Uber there was no indication that cars
that were about 12 minutes away would ever become available for our use.
In the end, we got the hotel reception to call us a taxicab and the driver that doubled as a tour
guide availed us of his services for every place we chose to visit. The weather
had taken a turn for the worse by the time we left the hotel that we arrived at
Victoria Bay Beach with no enthusiasm to get into the water or relax on the
beach.
More hype than type
Victoria Bay Beach is
essentially a private beach with a security checkpoint and chalets held in
families from long ago lined down the beach mostly up for rented accommodation
or short stays than as homes. Much as there is a public right of access, there
is nothing special about the place and even if we chose to stay there, after
two nights with its isolated setting, we’ll probably seek the greater security
of proximity to civilisation. If you are a surfer, you might find this place a
treat indeed.
Our cab driver then
took us to the Map
of Africa viewpoint in the aptly named Wilderness, down a long nondescript
dirt road to where the confluence of rivers appeared to map out from our
observation point the depiction of Southern Africa, it was a hard-sell to
suggest this was the map of Africa even at the most extreme stretch of the
imagination. I could not find online any aerial view of this to confirm that
Africa was mapped out on that terrain. How anyone has for any time gotten away
with that scam escapes me, but we now know better.
Sheep may safely graze
Further up the road
from this viewpoint was a paragliding site but the white horses (white foamy
sea waves) ridden by high winds meant there was no paragliding activity. A sign
on the field however caught my attention, “Please Do Not! Chase or Hassle the
Sheep.”
We saw no sheep, but
that was my highlight of the day as I was left wondering, how do you hassle
sheep? Yet, when I think of it as I suggested in my Instagram post on the
matter, sheep are intelligent, and for one, Shaun the Sheep is
nobody’s fool.
Returning to our
hotel, we decided to go for a wander to get a feel of George only to find out
that there were no pavements on certain roads suggesting the town is best
suited for vehicles. New developments on our way back had roads named after
English golf courses. We would return and hire a car to get around. Dinner with
Malaka at a restaurant closed an evening of pleasant and warm friendship.
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