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GABBY - We woke up this morning dreading the day ahead of us. It was going to be at least a 25 hour bus
ride from Kokstad to Cape Town, which we both just weren’t prepared for. We went to the Wimpy Bar for an egg breakfast
before checking out of our rondawel. We
waited in the hotel lobby for the Greyhound bus until about 10:40. The bus arrived on schedule at 10:50, but
didn’t leave until 11:10 or so. We
parked ourselves in the our front row seats and tried to get comfy. The Greyhounds are pretty much exactly the
same as the Greyhounds in the States, so clean and nice. It’s still not a place you want to be for 25
hours. It was a typical bus ride despite
its length. Ben and I tried to sleep,
but being stuck in the same seat for so long is just the worst. We got off at every stop just to move around
and grab some drinks and/or food. From
my state of delirium, I can remember passing through places like Mthatha, Port
Alfred, Grahamstown, and Port Elizabeth.
Yes, this day ends with us still bumping along, wriggling and squirming
trying to find any semblance of comfort in our front seats.
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