I had a bad day today. We have been exploring Empangeni over the last few days and we tried to be better prepared than we were the last time. We made contact with someone who said to us, “anytime you’re in KZN, let me know and I will hook you up”. So, we hit the road in good faith only to find this person is now refusing to answer our messages. GREAT! I really LOVE flaky people *sarcasm*.
So what is there to do in Empangeni? Well, I will tell you more on our family travel blog shortly, but we headed to the beach yesterday because it’s so balmy here. I don’t think Kwazulu Natal knows what winter is. Or maybe it thinks its a tropical island. Anyway, before we left, I kitted the boys (Anton and Zac) out with new shoes. Expensive shoes. This was the most expensive shoe purchase I have made for Zac to date because he loses his shoes…ALL THE TIME!
Yes, I know I should be the one to check that he has his shoes before we head to the next destination but the back seat of the car is a tip and he promised that his shoes were in the car. (The kids spend 6-8 hours in the car every 3 days, so it pretty much looks like a kids bedroom). I should have made him unearth the shoes but honestly, I am so over it already.
Darkness almost won
We were on our way out this morning when we finally decided to find the shoes (and clean out the back seat at the same time). Guess what? No shoes! “Where are the shoes, Zac?” “I don’t know” says Zac. Don’t you just love it!? After a gentle (*snort) interrogation, it was established that he left his brand new, expensive shoes on the beach in Richard’s Bay…YESTERDAY! And he tells me now. Really!? Seriously!?
I mean, what are the chances that we would ever see those shoes again? Pretty much, nada! So we continued on our journey (because what would be the point of going back to the beach, right?) and headed to Shakaland for a Zulu cultural village experience.
Until we pulled up and found out that they want R510 per person. Say what now!? So no. Thanks though!
Well, now we had nothing better to do but double back and head to the beach. The shoes were THAT expensive. We had to try! (Of course, while I’m driving, the ranting and tears continue (mine mostly, sometimes Zac too).
And guess what!? An angel of a security guard saw the shoes next to the palm tree, picked them up and locked them in a locker. I could have kissed the woman. There is no way in hell that would happen in Cape Town. Those shoes would have grown feet, 5 minutes after we left the beach!
Hooray for happy endings! So I lost the fight against depression for a few hours today though. I really need to stop internalizing my stress. It just makes the vicious voices in my head, shout louder. After all the stress I’ve been under, this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. But after crying so much, I think balance has been restored. Now I’m ready to sleep. After I’ve consumed enough water to quench this thirst.
Does crying make you thirsty too? And yes, I did apologise to Zac for ranting. We’re cool now.