Well, we started our long trip back on the dirt road again. We waived at more children, avoided the chickens again and saw lots of thorn trees... they like the dry weather...
This road looks pretty endless.
At least there are lots of distractions along the way to keep you alert... like this...
And this... African ingenuity at it's best!
How to recycle an old pick up truck, or as they are called here, a BAKKIE... especially with the current price of petrol.
How to avoid the overhead costs of having a shop...
Most Africans are Christians, they were converted by the early settlers. There is a huge group called the Zion Christian Church or ZCC. They wear handmade 'uniforms' of either blue, white or green and they hold their services outside, usually in a ring, under a tree (the earlier group that we took a photo of may have been Zionists.) This is a local church (not ZCC).
Leaving the NorthWest Province (which has been renamed Limpopo - of course) and back in Gauteng Province!
Oh dear.... something is on fire...
...and it's not the veld, that black smoke is usually from diesel...
Well, we couldn't see what was on fire so we turned our attention to this odd advert for 'chicken paint'... as we got closer, we could see the 'and', they were selling chicken AND paint... as you do...
This is the Bon Accord Dam, so we very near Pretoria.
This is the Onderstepoort Veterinary Institute, part of the University of Pretoria. Their main focus is on infectious diseases. Glad Fi had no time to stop and visit... I might have caught something tropical!
Ah... here is Pretoria at last or Tshwane, as it has been renamed... Pretoria is the administrative capital of South Africa (they have not one, not two, but THREE capitals... and eleven official languages - they like to keep every one happy!)
We drove through the boring bit as it was the quickest way home. Maybe Fi will come back another day with other TV's to see the interesting parts.
Up ahead is a cement factory...
A closer view of the PPC (Pretoria - Portland Cement) factory which has been here since 1892 and now has branches all over the place. (Even all the way up in Botswana!)
Remember me telling you about the 'street vendors' at every intersection? Well Fi always wondered who bought the rubbish they sell... the answer is: truck drivers! This one bought a monkey for twenty bucks.
First a fire and now a flood!
Caused by a burst water pipe, I see.
A museum! Oh, no time to stop...but it looks so interesting!
The central post office sorting department... boring...
And...YIKES!!! C Max! Let's hit the accelerator and get out of here! (C max - is a maximum security prison and someone ONCE escaped from it)
Phew, safely out of Pretoria/Tshwane.... there is Sandton in the distance, unless they changed the name while we were gone...
Time to pick up Fi's car and fetch the children. Wonder where we will be off to next?