We spent much of Festivus morning waiting in line to enter a part of iSimangaliso Wetland Park called Cape Vidal. Only a few vehicles a day are permitted, so it is show up at 5am or wait in line.
Not that we weren't entertained. Hans and Franz were in line behind us: a couple of brush-cut muscle heads in a Mercedes SUV cranking German Techno music at 100db and subtly bobbing their heads, oblivious to, or aggressively avoiding, the laughter of everyone in line around them.
I don't know much about Techno (Bill Maher: "You can't continue to call it 'house music' if it isn't music and no-one ever listens to it in a house"), but if one needed a 160 bpm soundtrack to invade Poland to, this would be it. You would think these guys were in a club, looking for girls to slip a rupie to, not in a UNESCO World Heritage Site going to see wildlife.
But no travel journal would be complete without an encounter with Germans acting inappropriately. Thanks Hans, thanks Franz. Hope the lifestyle comes together before permanent shift of hearing.
1 comment:
Glad you had the noisy Germans. We have the pushy ones. It is the "first language" of tourists in N.Z., followed closely by the Japanese.
Hope you enjoyed the animals. Mom
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