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| The epitome of the Khotso farm |
GABBY - Our entire morning was spent catering to the awful Durban
couple. The more time I was forced to
spend with them the more it has made me lose faith in humanity. They were disappointed in our choices for
breakfast, so they decided to go out. They
had scheduled a 10:00 horse ride, but they left for breakfast at 9:30. I told them that we should push back the
horse ride until 11:00 because they weren’t going to make their ride. It was like they had no concept of other
peoples’ plans. Eric and Sipho were already
saddling their horses. The horses
shouldn’t have to wear the saddles for longer than necessary. It’s just called being courteous and having
the awareness to know that they are messing with peoples’ schedules. They left, ate and were back way too
soon. Their dogs had left little puddles
of piss all around the backpackers, which I refused to clean up. Tash insisted we tell the couple to clean up
the pee, but we just wanted them out of there as fast as possible. We are also conflict-avoidant people, which
didn’t help in that situation. When they
got back from breakfast, they scurried off to their room. I thought they might be packing so I didn’t
want to disturb them. Around 11:30 (half
an hour after their re-scheduled ride) they still were in their room. Ben went and knocked on their door. They were lying in their bed, room still an
unpacked mess, bitching about the drizzly weather and how they were afraid the
horses were going to slip. Ben convinced
them to go on the ride. After the ride,
which was “great” they took another hour and a half to check out. They couldn’t find their Groupon voucher
which was a huge fiasco and took forever to resolve. In the process of finding the voucher, they
stumbled upon a past e-mail they sent.
This was the couple that sent us pictures of themselves with their
enquiry. The woman didn’t know that her
boyfriend sent them and thought it was hysterical. She said, “Babe? Why did you send them pictures of us?” He replied, “I didn’t want them to think we
were 2 weirdos.” She laughed, “They probably
think we are even more freakish for sending them!” Ben and I exchanged knowing looks and said, “no,
no you’re not freaks…” Finally, they
pulled away from Khotso and out of our lives forever. Ugh, the worst.
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| GOTCHA! |
To free our minds and flee from the
backpackers for a bit, Ben and I decided to hike up Engagement Hill. Apparently a couple was engaged there, hence
the name. That was a hike we still
needed for our trail map. We needed a
picture, so Ben and I STAGED a proposal at the top of the peak for the hiking
wall. We had to hurry down the mountain
post-(FAKE) proposal to greet some people checking in. Hannah is a woman we have heard a lot
about. She is totally and completely obsessed
with Steve and has been on loads of Lesotho trips. This trip was to be 4 days with 3 women and
Steve, not sure if he was excited or terrified.
Hannah was super forward and rather abrasive. I had been working on a day long stew for
dinner and her first comment was that it looked like “dirty water”. Thanks, Hannah, only have been slaving away
at this soup the whole damn day! All of
these things I wish I could say to people, but instead biting my tongue is the
solution. Hannah arrived with a really
sweet woman named Kate as well. A girl
named Claire was picked up in Kokstad by Alistair and arrived much later. She was grateful for the heart-warming stew
which was ready upon her arrival. It was
a pretty tasty stew, consisting of red wine, rosemary, stewing beef, carrots,
green beans, potatoes, and other secret spices.
We showed everyone to their dorm room and decided to retreat for the
night since it was quite a patience-testing day.
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