[ in sort of chronological order. summary at the end if you don't want to read the whole thing 
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- So, we had a nice big breakfast at the Old Cape Road Guest House in Kynsna, paid our bill, and set off for Grahamstown. Woo!
Half an hour later Jo’s phone rings.
Turns out A left his credit card there.
Since we were still pretty close we turned around and jetted back to get it.
Hilarity and much mockery ensued for the rest of the drive, as you would expect.We arrive at GTown and I empty my pockets. And find the keys from the Guest House still there.
Hilarity and much mockery ensued, and I called the OCRGH to tell them and apologise.
They were lovely about it, and were happy for us to drop off the keys on our return journey.
While I was on the phone, they asked did A|&C happen to have the keys to their room?
Yes, they did.
Hilarity and much mockery ensued.
#key #fail #doh #argh. - The house we stayed in in GTown was quite nice, but it did have its quirks.
Like not being able to use the geyser and the cooker at the same time.
And having two very cute cats that clearly weren’t allowed in the house (normally. They snuck in while we were there. We couldn’t stop them, officer, really!).
And having to go through one bedroom, then another, to get to the bathroom & toilet.
And having a cross-stitch Last Supper by the dinner table.
And having no water on the Sunday morning that we left (although, to be fair that was the whole of GTown. We just managed to scrape together enough water for coffee, Saints be praised! Saints of Coffee, that is.) - Turns out the best cure for a bad case of The Grumps (spread across four people) after a long drive is liberal application of a combination Nando’s burgers, pies, and a mothertruckload of gin. And some tonic.
- Our nearest cafe / restaurant type thingy was called Angels (or something similar).
The food was consistently very tasty, but very, very, slow.
The tables didn’t have number of the edge, but bible references – the Bob 4:17 bit. Not actual quotes, thank god (oh ho). - Unfortunately we didn’t go to House of Pirates (Ar, it be a pizza place, and we all wanted steak), but we did go to The Long Table (great food, unusual set up (read menu on board and eye-fondle food at front of hall, pay cashier for selected foodles, wait for cooky people to dish up, microwave, then call out your name.), Cow Moon Theory (very Obs-like – house with lots of little rooms, run by a hippy. We got invaded by Hare Krishna peeps who stayed for about ten minutes that felt like about seventeen hours. Tasty Wraps. CMT, not the HKs), Calabash (meaty, Xhosa hot pots, cosy), and we even made Chuck (which is a story of its own – a tale of butchers and bricks.)
Executive Summary: forgotten keys; linear layout; gin and gin; bible tables; tasty meat.
