Weekend in Port Elizabeth

As usual, Kwantu took us into town on Saturday morning. This time, we were bound for Port Elizabeth, which was especially convenient for me because of my Monday morning flight out of P.E. Kwantu's bus dropped us off at a hostel near the water, within walking distance of the boardwalk area with bars, restaurants, and an internet cafe. First thing, though, we went en masse to the mall, for people to load up on whatever they needed. A few people that were leaving P.E. to go on the Garden Route (P.E. to Cape Town) were buying groceries to last them for the week. Most of us, however, just bought a few beers at the liquor store to take back to the hostel. After the mall, we unloaded our stuff at the hostel and headed to the boardwalk to grab lunch and use the internet cafe. Due to the slow connection I was once again thwarted in uploading any pictures, but was at least able to validate my flights home and such.

We spent an hour or so at the internet cafe before heading back to the hostel to shower, get ready to go out, and have happy hour by the pool. After a few hours of that, we walked back to the boardwalk to have dinner at a restaurant called News Cafe that a bunch of kids had tried on a previous weekend there. We had drinks and food at News Cafe and then headed to Barney's Tavern for beers afterward before retiring back to the hostel for the night.

Unlike the majority of people, I wasn't returning to Kwantu the following day, so I hung out by the pool of the hostel with four others. One of which was flying directly out of P.E. the next day like myself, and three were leaving together to go on the Garden Route. So we laid out, swam a little bit, and watched some of the cricket World Cup. Eventually, myself and the girl flying to Namibia got a shuttle to a bed and breakfast owned by Kwantu that would be our home for the night. There was absolutely nothing to do there other than watch TV (once again...no internet!) and so I just sat in the common room with a cup of tea reading my book for several hours. Myself and Naomi, the other girl, had a very quiet evening in and the next morning were picked up to go to Port Elizabeth's airport. My 33-hour commute back home via Port Elizabeth, Johannesburg, and Atlanta had begun!