Well pop on over to Ramblings of a Semi-Mad Man to see my latest post there – actually I cheated slightly and re-blogged one of my old posts with a couple of edits.
The rest of my trip to Botswana was very pleasant. I went out for a light dinner with my client on Friday night and we spent hours talking. Always nice to just sit and chat.
I manged to have a lay in yesterday morning. It is not often I get the privilege so had a lazy morning. We then went to see the site where the Toyota 1000 Desert Race is usually held. The race currently starts in a town called Kumakwane (population 3,100) – yeah, not much more I can tell you about this little town.
I am sure the pic just looks like a huge piece of open land / bush to you, but to me it was amazing. All of a sudden I could picture the event in action. It is always hard to imagine that you can take this and turn it into something that entertains some 30,000 people. But that’s what we do best in the events industry.
I would like to blog some more about this event as it intrigues me. Motor Sports is one of the few sporting events that I actually like. Not to mention the fact that they race bikes as well and you all know how I feel about motorbikes – even if they are not Harley’s!
We caught the late afternoon flight back home and I got home to an empty house with only son no 4 at home. Hubby was working late at the stadium as they had a Metallica concert on and Son no 3 went to the concert along with T2 (friend of son no 2 who lives with us). Hubby managed to arrange suite tickets for them and a few friends.
Hubby got home around 11pm and we were asleep in no time after that. Only to be woken up at around 2.30am by the alarm going off when Son no 3 set it off sneaking back into the house. (No, he wasn’t pissed!). The concert finished around midnight and then they had to battle though traffic and take the young lasses home that accompanied them.
I woke at just after 7am this morning – again this is very unusual for me. I also slept like a log. Seems like a night away from home is a great stress relief (Shhh don’t tell hubby).
Got to go shopping for some basic Belly Dance gear this morning. I am supposed to be taking part in the beginners group on World Belly Dance Day on the 11th May and need something to wear. This is the first time I will be performing in public and can feel the butterflies starting to swarm in my stomach.
Hope you’re all having a good weekend.
My car went in for a service today, which left me without transport all day. As much as I hate not having my car, it was a blessing in disguise as I managed to switch off from everything else and deal with paperwork and emails.
I collected my car late this afternoon. I always find it strange when getting back into my car after it has been to the garage. It just somehow feels different and it smells different. And they somehow always manage to change all your settings.
So I had to go out this evening to take a young man to the airport. I drove out my driveway and suddenly realised that my lights were not on. Now I have been known to drive at night without noticing my lights are not on before. You know that strange moment when it suddenly dawns on you why everyone is flashing their lights at you! (Or maybe it’s just me that this happens to)
Anyway, so I started fiddling – pushing this knob and flicking that lever, only to realise I have no idea where to turn my lights on. I normally have my lights set on AUTO so my lights typically switch on themselves depending on the ambient light outside. (Don’t you just love modern technology)
This meant I had to pull over and switch the interior lights on to see what I was doing. It still took me another few minutes to finally figure it out.
Then I noticed there was a light on my dash which is not normally on – looks like a headlamp light of sorts. So there I sat for another few minutes trying to figure out where this light came from, or maybe it had always been on and I have just never noticed it before. (You know you’re getting old when your memory goes as well). Finally realised it was the headlamp dip light. So switched it off, made some adjustments to my seat and was finally able to get going again.
It’s moments like this when you feel like a right idiot, especially when you have a good looking young man sitting next to you.
Ciao for now
Lanthie