Sunday, March 20, 2011

Our 4-Day Journey to Africa (cont'd)

Days 3-4

We arrived at Johannesburg International Airport in South Africa and had reservations for the night at a nearby hotel/casino (the nearest decent hotel at the cheapest rate). I actually recommend the place for overnight, it was small but very clean and nice with a courteous staff.

However, you stay there at your own risk:

Our room with a bathtub in the middle of it. Why not? And Nile getting a manicure.

We put our stuff in the room and then went back out through the casino and found a restaurant for dinner.

This place reeeeeaaaaalllly wants to be Las Vegas.

Does this picture remind of you of this time last year?
Don't know why David is so festively dressed.

At dinner, Nile had reached the slap-happy, hyper point.
 Feelin' good.

Mashed peas? I think she'd rather have the steak.
Gettin' crazy.

The interesting wall art and Nile continuing her 15-hr. plane ride-induced euphoria.

Now, before Nile was born and I was preparing her layette, I was having a hard time finding a pillow for her crib, until a friend informed me that babies don't use pillows (suffocation hazard).

Well, apparently babies sleep with pillows (and comforters?) in South Africa! (Don't worry, we removed it from the crib before putting her in it.)


The next morning we took the hotel shuttle back to the airport. I had to snap a quick pic because you could have told me this was Ohio and I would have believed you. The highways and flora looked much like the U.S.


It was only a 35 min. flight from Johannesburg, South Africa, to Gaborone, Botswana, but they gave us a "snack". Macaroni salad, beef with sauce, a dinner roll and a little dessert bar. If this is a snack, I wonder what the meals are like?

Nile had a straw. That is one thing about her in this stage, she loves plastic -- wrappers, bags, bits of trash, etc. but straws and spoons are her favorite. We keep a disposable plastic spoon in her baby bag as a last-resort toy, it always does the trick if she starts fussing.
She is also sporting a sad little bruise on her head from falling off the bed (twice!) in Atlanta! They didn't give us a crib for her to sleep in ... :(

And at long last, we arrived in Gaborone, Botswana! Sir Seretse Khama International Airport. Khama was their first democratically-elected president in1966.


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