Memories of Swaziland |
I did not have anything more to prove to myself and felt that entering Lesotho would push me (and possibly the bike) further than needed. After all we had now entered 8 countries (not including South Africa), and 10000km had been traveled. This settled (between me, myself, and I) I traveled onward to the west.
I eventually reached a town called Bethal after sunset. i thought about the last few days, and the fact that I would be home soon, and see my family, and all this made me decide to check into a lodge for a bed this night. Strangely, none of the 3 whose doorbells (or is that gate bells??) I rang answered. Eventually I had no choice but to enter the caravan park in Bethel and camp together with 2 other "normal" tents, and a work crew at the far end. The camp site was next to a dam of sorts but who cared. i had a camp site, a hot shower, yes, the water was awesome, and my tent was set up.
I went to sleep bt 19:30, since I was bushed, and my stove was out of fuel as well....... I did not want to drive into town (about 3km) to get food so just went to sleep. I slept well despite the chill in the air.
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