Durban

It was a real pleasure sitting up in business class, turning down all the free hot towels, drinks and snacks, let's be honest the flight was only 75 minutes but I did enjoy the option to exit the plane first. The flight was BA and I must admit it was a breeze, security was slick and efficient,  everyone was polite, my bag was waiting for me as I got to the carousel. Well done BA and South African airports.
Durban is hot, hot, hot, more precisely very humid which isn't good at 30 degrees.
The B&Bs I have stayed in have been different in their own way but excellent, the one I am in at the moment is owned by two men who linker pink so it has all the little touches that make it even better.
Today I walked the length of Durban's beaches with my shirt off, not a good idea, I now resemble a strawberry Mivvy when viewed from the side, ah well I'll learn one day. I also made use of the local buses, £1 for an all day pass, brilliant. I have now seen everything not mentioned in the guide book, I particularly enjoyed the Asian quarter but could not for the life of me find anyone selling vegetable samosas. I was tempted to buy Charlie a native drum for her birthday, don't worry Keira I thought better of the idea when I remembered you may be coming up to see me soon.
Heading for the mountains tomorrow.

Golf course at Fairways, Drakensburg in the background.

Drakensburg at the end of a busy road

Garden Castle, my favourite mountain.

Sunset over Garden Castle from my dinner table at the Old Hatchery Underberg.