Our last farmers Market

We were up at just gone 7am. We had a busy morning ahead of us and it included doing our last wash of this trip. Ellie wasn’t far behind me and after a couple of coffees we stripped the bed clothes put them in the laundry bag and then got dressed. Anything that was dirty went in the laundry bag.
At 8:30am we left camp and drove 5 minutes down the road to the laundrette. She weighed the laundry and including our fleecy blanket it came to £20. A total rip off as we have been paying about £1 to wash and the same again to dry throughout the majority of this trip. However beggars can’t be choosers. This is our last wash, it needs doing as my stuff is staying here so we sucked the cost up.
After the laundrette we headed back to Hermanus and almost straight through and on the outskirts we came to the Saturday outdoor farmers market. Here they sold everything from local paintings and sculptures to fresh locally made food. It was a feast for the eyes and nose. I had a bacon doughnut for breakfast which was just weird but I could probably eat it again and Ellie got some grilled cheese on a thin bread dough and a cake. I also brought some fresh biltong.
After the market we headed into town and firstly to the supermarket and then we found a place to park the car before heading back to the restaurant we ate at the other day to facetime Ben. Unfortunately he was still in bed so we had to make do with Leah and the cats.
From Hermanus we drove back to camp and got back at midday. There was a sea mist blowing in and it was strange weather. When the sun was out it was burning hot but once the sea mist blew in it was cold and wet. The mist was so thick at times it looked like smoke.
Around 1pm we headed out to the coastal path and took a long walk around the coast and back. This was one of the times it was super hot and just as we got back the mist reappeared for a few minutes.
For the rest of the afternoon we just chilled at camp until we got talking to a local lady who said she thought we were South African until we spoke. She couldn’t believe the trip we had done.
I lit the Braai at 4:45pm and the wind started getting up and helped the fire along nicely, once it was just hit embers I cooked Wors, and relish on the fire and did mash potato on the stove. Then we washed up and sat around camp waiting until at least some of the kids had gone to bed before we went inside.Read more