Skip to main content

Raise your glass to baths under African skies

Weekends without kids. . .

In a bold move, Gerhard and I went away without kids for the first time ever and all I can say is that we should have done this a very long time ago!

We went to the absolutely and utterly amazing Nkomasi Lodge where your every whim is catered for, the small things matter and you are treated like royalty.  We had an absolutely amazing time and I really hope that we will one day be fortunate enough to go back.

It starts on arrival; you park your car at the entrance and then go to the welcome lounge where a cooler box full of cold drinks, beers, ciders etc. awaits.  When all guests are there, you depart in the game viewers, luggage already en route. 

Upon arrival, the friendly staff is on hand, singing a welcome song and an ice cold face cloth and home brewed ginger beer is served.  You then proceed to the Magilis (the living room tent) where a check in is done and the programme and events for the weekend are described.  From here you proceed to your tent.  Not just any tent!  This is truly amazing, it is like something from Out of Africa.  Old world charm, utterly stunning tents with King sized beds, wooden antique furniture, a sun deck, totally secluded and private, a small plunge pool, outside shower, and best of all, a Victorian style bath on the deck underneath the stars. 

The afternoon game drive takes place after high tea is served in the Magilis.  Cakes, quiches, smoothies, tartlets, coffee.  During this time your ranger will pack a cooler box.  You depart from camp for the game drive at 16:30 and the game ranger tells you some really interesting things that you honestly would not and could not have known.  We saw the most amazing things, lions, cheetah, jackal, klipspringer, water monitor,  elephant, and rhino.  And then as the sun is setting across the African sky, the ranger takes you to a nice spot somewhere to see the sun setting, sets a little table (white linen of course) and sun downers and snacks are packed out, quite the spread.

As you return to camp it gets rather nippy and a blanket is provided, some night game viewing and then upon arrival at camp, a warm face cloth and some amarula or sherry is provided.  Bathing under the stars is followed by pre-dinner drinks at 20:30 followed by a four course dinner, on the first night it was a carrot and curry soup, a phyllo pastry parcel stuffed with feta, tomato and basil, mains was a red wine filled or curry kingklip, veggies and mashed potato and desert was a panna cotta with chocolate sauce.  We had the most divine red wines.

You sleep like an angel in the softest largest bed I have ever slept in, and wake up at 5:30 when the game ranger gives you a wake-up call, off to the Magilis at 6:30, freshly brewed coffee, fruit platters and some croissants and muffins with homemade jam.  Then off for the morning drive – pit stop, coffee and rusks half way, back to camp, cold face cloth and fruit juice.  Brunch is served at 9:30, wow, what a spread.  Cold buffet of muesli and yogurt, fresh fruit, freshly squeezed juice, salami, cheese.  Bread jam, then the decisions, to have full camp brekkie, or smoked salmon and scrambled egg, haloumi salad, fish and chips.  Decisions decisions.

Massages overlooking the Komati River, the drone of the rapids in your ears, bliss, some free time, lazing by the pool, afternoon nap, repeat game drive, arrival but then a boma braai under African starts, magical!  White linen clad tables, fine wine, open fire made of sickle bush.  Some star gazing, the very knowledgeable guides show us the jewel box, Orion’s belt, canis major (I think…) and the like. 

Wow! More bathing under the stars, another excellent night of sleep.  What more can a girl ask for.  Then sadly the next day it is home time, back to life, back to reality! 

Ah, to be wined and dined and to have baths under the watchful eye of Orion. 


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Tinsel and all that glitters

And so the 1 st of December happened and we put up a tree.  A very simple version of a story that is just a tad longer… As in the past, I decided not to put up a tree at home as we leave for our annual beach holiday soon in any event.  Well after seeing trees, baubles, glitter and what not on Facebook, I felt extremely guilty for denying my kids the pleasure of Christmas for two whole weeks whilst my virtual friends’ kids were all rolling in the tinsel.  So I decided to put up the tree after all, how lazy can one person be.  Out came the box and the tree and the lights and horror of horrors, we are missing a leg.  So Luka and I went to the mall last night and got a new tree, a bigger tree and more sparkly things than we need.  If it says Christmas, and if it even has a hint of glitter, we have it, we even have fairy lights running up our balustrade, we have baubles and glitter and advent calendars, I really went to town on this one.  It i...

Luka is 6 weeks old, and sleeping in her own room

A breakthrough, at last... 2 Nights ago I was ready to sell Luka.  I told Gerhard that I do not for the life of me understand why we decided to have a second baby.  I was absolutely shattered, telling him I hate maternity leave and I cannot wait to go back to work.  I told him that I am counting days  until the 1st of August when Luka can start school.  Not nice, I know, but I also told Gerhard that I do love her, I just wish she was bigger. This is the result of not sleeping for 6 weeks - and add to the mix the fact that Luka got a severe cold and was not sleeping at all for 2 nights in a row.  Man oh man was I in a deep and twisted frame of mind... Well, today is my 6 week check-up, I feel like a new person, you see Luka moved to her own room last night.  Yes, it might seem cruel, but we probably squeezed another 2 hours worth of sleep out of her last night, all due to the fact that we did not listed to her grunting and farting.  We have a...

Liam's first day at the new school

We have been preparing Liam for his first day at the new school for the past three weeks, so much in fact that he told me the day before yesterday that Teacher Hannetjie is going to love him to bits.  Cute, just slightly weird considering that he met Teacher Hannetjie for the first time the day after making this bold statement. This morning he got up all excited and told me that today is the day.  He got slightly less brave as the time for leaving came closer.  When we reached the school and he saw the kids were not playing outside (I must point out that the temperature was -1 degrees Celsius at that stage, he got a bit teary.  Thank heavens for teachers like Teacher Hannetjie, she comforted him and included him immediately, so here is to hoping that Liam will have an ok first day at the new school. Last night I told him that I simply cannot believe that he is turning three, and going to big boy school.  I told him there is a lump in my throat, his reply, ...