Nothing is as easy as it seems…

This young male kudu has a notch in his left ear. Wonder how that got there? It could have been rough play or an injury from another animal.

As I continue to deal with the side effects of two antibiotics, we’re laying low with me spending a few hours each afternoon in the bedroom with the air-con on. It continues to be hot and humid, and right now, as I feel this way, the heat is less tolerable than usual. Load shedding continues for no less than seven hours a day, in the middle of the day, late morning, and again at night from 1900 hours to 2130 hours, 7:00 pm to 9:30 pm.

I keep thinking of how generous Louise and Danie are for providing us with an inverter that gives us sufficient power to run the router, charge our digital equipment, and operate fans in the bedroom when the power is out during the night. This helps so much that load shedding isn’t as big an issue for us.

During the power outages at night, we’re still able to stream TV series or movies on my laptop through Hulu, Prime Video, or Netflix, making the 2½ hours without air-con pass more quickly. The past few nights’ load shedding occurred between 3:00, and 5:00 am.

Action in the garden in the late afternoon.

As soon as the air-con stops, we both wake up, and one of us gets up and turns on the fan. When the power returns, the air-con comes back on by itself, which again wakes us up. Sleep is fitful, but we’re managing. Again, it’s the “nature of the beast,” in other words, “life in the bush.”

This evening, friends Uschi and Evan are stopping by at 1730 hours, 5:30 pm, for social distancing sundowners, although I won’t be drinking alcohol due to the medication, I’m on. By Tuesday, which will be eight days since I began the five-day course, I will be able to have a glass of my favorite, low alcohol wine.

We love interaction with the various francolins in the garden.

Of course, we’re waiting anxiously for the opportunity to get the Covid-10 vaccine. But, now, with the world talking about South Africa and UK variants, the rush to get the vaccines out has been completely halted. The new stats for South Africa are as follows. Please click the South Africa link below for the full article:

“SA records 3,159 Covid-19 cases and 276 deaths in the past 24 hours

February 10 2021 – 22:32BY timeslive
Health Minister Dr. Zweli Mkhize said on Wednesday night that 3,159 new Covid-19 cases had been recorded in the past 24 hours.

After two days of less than 2,000 new Covid-19 cases, health minister Dr. Zweli Mkhize said on Wednesday night that the number of infections in 24 hours had breached the 3,000 mark.

There were 3,159 new infections recorded in the past day, taking the total number of Covid-19 cases recorded to date to 1,482,412.

However, it was another day where the positivity rate – the number of new cases against the number of tests in the same period – was again below the 10% mark. The new infections came from 35,195 tests, at a positivity rate of 8.97%.

Mkhize also reported 276 new Covid-19 related deaths, taking the total death toll from the coronavirus in SA is 47,145.

Of the new deaths, 126 were in Gauteng, 34 were in KwaZulu-Natal, 33 in the Eastern Cape, 31 in the Western Cape, 21 in Mpumalanga, 20 in the Free State, eight in the Northern Cape, and three in Limpopo.

To date, 1,367,247 recoveries have been recorded, at a recovery rate of 92.7%.”

A gray Lourie is checking out the action on the ground.

This morning, when we headed to the Bush Centre for meat and biltong (delicious South African jerky), we noticed how few people were socially distancing and wearing masks. I still don’t understand why people don’t take this virus seriously when there have been several deaths here in the park over the past few weeks. I was wearing a face mask, face shield, and rubber gloves (which I only use for one wearing before tossing them).

As more and more cases come to the forefront, we find ourselves, back into a semi-state of isolation, even here in the bush with relatively few people around us. Nowhere in the world is exempt, including Antarctica, which we visited in 2018 and now has had several cases of Covid-19.

The babies suckle as Mom lays atop a pile of bananas.

The more we discuss our visa options, the more convinced we’ve become that we need to apply for visa extensions instead of flying to another country through multiple airports and crowded spaces. Our best bet is to stay put, continuing to exercise the utmost caution, avoiding restaurants and any potential public gatherings. Who knows when any of us can relax and fully enjoy life once again?

Mr. Hornbill, checking out the activity in the garden.

Photo from one year ago today, February 11, 2020:

One year ago, on this date, my laptop crashed, and we weren’t able to prepare a post or upload photos. We were able to post on February 12, 2020, so please check back tomorrow for the year-ago picture.

Behind the 8-ball today…Tom’s haircut, finally, after a year!…

Mr. Hornbill was sitting on the veranda of his “stolen” bushbaby house, where he and the Misses are waiting for their eggs to hatch.

This morning, I am so behind in posting. What slowed me down was a result of two things; one, I had trouble downloading photos for some odd reason (probably WiFi related), and two, I spent no less than an hour in a chat with Emirates Airline to get a US $20, ZAR 284.31 refund for one seat assignment when we flew from Dubai to Johannesburg. We upgraded my seat from coach to business class.

By upgrading one of our seats to business class, our prior seat was canceled, for which we’d paid US $20 extra when there was an up-charge for all seats (go figure).  By switching to business class (my seat only, when we couldn’t buy an upgrade for Tom), we paid an additional US $700, ZAR 10309. But, in the process of producing the extra for the upgrade, we still had yet to receive a refund for the seat assignment we’d given up.

Leave it to Tom to think of this. Leave it to me to spend an hour in a chat with Emirates Airlines to get the refund. But, we were bound and determined not to let them keep our $20. Why it took so long baffles me. They made it so tricky. It would have been easy for any customer to say, “Never mind!” But, not me, I stayed. The course and finally got it done.

Wildebeest Willie, later named Broken Horn, stopped by again. We were so happy to see him, as he was happy to see us.

So here it is, almost well after 1:00 pm when most often, I’m done with the daily post and able to continue with our typical day. Today will be different. Fortunately, we have most of tonight’s dinner prepared due to a good-sized portion of grilled chicken we made yesterday.

There’s little else to do today other than continue to take photos of visiting wildlife while offering them their treats of choice. They’ve eaten all the bananas and sweet potatoes, which we will restock at a later date. However, no doubt, we have plenty of pellets and birdseed to last for the next several days. The pellet-guy should arrive on Friday with a new shipment. This time, we’ve left enough money with Louise to buy us four big bags when he shows up at their Info Centre.

Tom, before his haircut in Marloth Park. He hadn’t had a professional cut in over a year.

Finally, Tom got a haircut at a salon at the local Bush Centre with the same stylist who’d cut his hair during our prior stays in Marloth Park. We were both concerned about the risk of Covid-19 by visiting a salon. But, Tom assured me they exercised the utmost caution when he was the only customer in the shop during his appointment, and the stylist wore a very secure mask that fits tightly on her face.

He was thrilled to finally be rid of the bad cut he’d done for himself in that hotel room in India. Based on the fact, I don’t possess good “small hand” skills; he refused to allow me to cut his hair which was probably a good decision. I can manage all of my own spa/salon needs but not his! He was happy with the result, as was I.

When he’d cut the back of his hair in the hotel room in Mumbai, he used his regular electric razor for a funny “pot-over-the-head haircut.

With a 30% tip and tax, the total cost of his haircut was US $8.84, ZAR 130. Unreal! Tom said he’d never gone so long without getting a haircut in his life. But, then again, whoever spends almost a year of their life stuck in a hotel room? Not too many, I suppose.

At this point, I am beginning Day #3 of the two types of antibiotics I am taking for the tooth abscess. I am not feeling like myself while taking these strong medications, but I had no choice. I look forward to finishing off the prescribed dosages on Saturday. By Tuesday, eight days later, when I’m feeling better, I can have a glass of my favorite low-alcohol South Africa wine, Skinny Red by Four Cousin. That will be nice, along with feeling better after finishing the meds.

Tom, after the haircut in Marloth Park.

Our friends Linda and Ken will be coming to Marloth Park at the end of this month. We look forward to seeing them soon. We haven’t seen them since our get-together in Wales, UK, in October 2019. We saw them in Marloth Park in 2018/2019, and before that, we got together in Sydney, Australia, in March 2017. How wonderful to have friends who are as mobile as we are!

With friends Kathy and Don waiting for their Covid-19 vaccines in Hawaii and numerous other special friends in the US and the UK soon to come to Marloth Park, we look forward to the days to come while we continue to revel in the treasures in front of us, day by day.

A few days ago, we drove by the Orange house. We’re delighted that we don’t miss it now that we love our current location in the bush, quiet, private, backing up to the parkland and Lionspruit and packed with wildlife.

Be safe. Be well.

Photo from one year ago today,  February 10, 2020:

From this site: “Indian Statesman and Spiritual Leader. Mohandas Gandhi, who come to be popularly known as “Mahatma” (Great Soul), was born a colonial subject of the British Empire. He studied law at University College in London and was admitted to the bar in 1891. In 1893, Gandhi took a position as a legal advisor for an Indian law firm in Durban, South Africa (then also a British colony). Appalled at the racism against South Asians there, Gandhi became an activist for equal rights. However, Gandhi stained the violent tactics often employed by socialist and anarchist activists, however, cited new forms of nonviolent resistance, collectively known as “Satyagraha” (truth and firmness). Influenced by traditional Hinduism as well as the works of Jesus, Leo Tolstoy, and Henry David Thoreau, Gandhi’s methods stressed change by noncooperation with the colonial authorities, including disruptive (though nonviolent) demonstrations and general strikes and boycotts. For more, please click here.

Exciting visitor this morning…Welcome WW…

By the way, he stopped eating pellets to look into my eyes as I spoke to him. Could this be our old friend Wildebeest Willie? I think it could be him. Then again, there are a few dozen wildebeest in Marloth Park, and I could be dreaming.

Now that I am taking two antibiotics around the clock at different intervals, I couldn’t help but awaken at 4:00 am, knowing at 6:00 am, another dose was due. I never went back to sleep. As a result, I am bleary-eyed, and I feel tired and out of sorts. Of course, taking big doses of antibiotics can impact how one feels during the several-day period. I’ll be glad when this is over, and hopefully, I can go back to feeling like myself.

Admittedly, I am pretty much sick and tired of medical issues. With the worst of genes on my mother’s side of the family, no matter how hard I try, I can’t escape having issues of one sort or another, no matter how hard I try to be fit and healthy. It’s the nature of the beast.

Bossy and a friend, partaking of pellets.

If these antibiotics work and rid me of this dreadful tooth abscess, it will be cause for celebration. I’ve been walking around with this for the past nine or ten months. Dr. Luzaan explained that the tooth no longer had any nerves due to a prior root canal and crown. As a result, the abscess caused pain in my face above the infected area. Oh, good grief. Enough about that! It’s no wonder my face still hurt long after I’d taken the first round of antibiotics many moons ago.

Late afternoon, I chatted with readers Matthew and his wife, Jessica, answering questions about Marloth Park. As frequent visitors to South Africa, they’ve had plenty of experience living in the bush and Africa and are well aware of potential challenges. Their enthusiasm over the prospect of visiting Marloth Park, which they’ve never seen in the past, was palpable, and they, like us, could end up staying for an extended period.

A male warthog, yet to be named, with a friend laying down for a rest after a pellet-eating frenzy.

After seeing our wildlife photos, several of our readers have come to Marloth Park after reading our rave reviews, comments, and of course. It’s always fun to talk to our readers, and we’re thrilled to answer questions and share thoughts. We may still be here when they come to Marloth Park in April 2022. At the moment, they are working with Louise on some possible rentals.

Tom didn’t join in the conversation since he was on the veranda, busy watching the Super Bowl game on his laptop using the NFL streaming service, GamePass, for which he pays an annual fee. He, like many, was disappointed in the game. He never watches the commercials or the half-time show and thus offers no comments regarding these aspects of the event.

Wildebeest Willie did well, sharing pellets with Mom & Babies.

I spoke with Matthew and Jessica on Facebook’s Messenger, and surprisingly, the free call was clear without interruption. It’s incredible to talk with others halfway around the world at no cost and still have a good connection. The call was enjoyable, with social distancing at the utmost.

Speaking of social distancing, we still feel the brunt of the restrictions of Covid-19, although obviously, it is considerably less than it was only a month ago. It appears, dining out in Marloth Park is risky in some restaurants, and takeaway meals are a better option right now.

At times, he stopped and stared at them, annoyed but tolerating them well.

Marloth Park usually has events, fairs, and social gatherings that provide an opportunity to meet new people. At this time, none of those such events are happening or even in the works. Undoubtedly, everyone throughout the park and the world is still feeling a sense of isolation to reduce the risks of contracting the virus.

With good little press about a potential vaccine in this country, it could be a year before a suitable vaccine is available, considering the dreaded South African variants. It appears the recent influx of doses has been terminated due to the lack of efficacy of the vaccines currently on the market. It’s back to the drawing board. Plus, things move slowly in this country.

Soon, Mom & Babies had enough of him and took off. Surely, they will return in no time at all.

I will be back to my upbeat self again when this tooth abscess issue is resolved. Hopefully, the antibiotics do their job. We won’t know until returning to the dentist on February 22, whereby new X-rays will determine my fate and if I must have the laser treatment by the dental surgeon in Malelane. We shall see.

May you have a safe and healthy day.

Photo from one year ago today, February 9, 2020:

Two baby barns owls were peering out from the safety of the hollow in the tree in Ranthambore National Park. For more photos, please click here.

A busy Monday morning in the bush…Six species awaiting us this morning…Trip to the dentist in Komatipoort…

This warthog proved to be “Little,” whom we loved while at the Orange house in 2018/2019 when he came right up onto the veranda and headed for the door. His feet were muddy, so we shooed him away after providing him with a batch of pellets. It’s a bright sunny morning, perhaps with the big storms behind us for a while. We only had a few wildlife visitors over the weekend. Humans often offer tasty foods the wildlife shouldn’t eat but love the weekend, such as chips, bread, and human leftovers. They are not designed to digest these kinds of food, but like us humans, they like the taste. As soon as Tom deactivated the alarm system and opened the sliding door of the veranda, we had the following in the garden within minutes:

  1. Warthog
  2. Kudu
  3. Frank (francolin)
  4. Impala
  5. Bushbuck
  6. Helmeted guinea-fowl
Young Mr. Bushbuck was having a feast with the bananas when he peeled one after another, only eating the peels. Zoom in for a closeup of his mouth. Moments later, he deftly spits out the dark stem of the banana.

At the moment, as I write this, there are four kudus within arm’s length snacking on pellets I accidentally dropped on the veranda. When the game pellet truck didn’t come to Marloth Park this past Friday, we’ll buy more when we head to Komatipoort in a few minutes for our two dental appointments at 10:00 am.

With liquor stores finally open Monday-Thursday only, we’ll also stop and stock up in the event of another alcohol ban on the horizon. With cases of Covid-19 continuing to escalate, this is entirely possible.

Whoops! It’s time to get ready to go to town. We’ll finish this post when we return in a few hours.

This bird with the crest is a Lourie. When they are colorful, they are called Turacao.

It’s now 1400 hours, 2:00 pm, and we’ve finally returned from the dental appointment, a trip to the liquor store, a stop at Obaro for pellets, and a quick run-through at the Spar Market for some fish for me. For some odd reason, I have been craving fish. Tom, not so much. The only fish available within a 75-minute drive is frozen, which I don’t mind a bit.

As for the trip to the dentist, we weren’t able to have our teeth cleaned. The South Africa Dental Association doesn’t allow dentists to do cleanings due to Covid-19 and possible aerosols emitted during the process. Instead, I had Dr. Luzanne check my tooth, where I’d suffered from an abscess while in the hotel in Mumbai during the first few months in isolation.

But, suddenly, there were three. Perhaps a mating pair. A little competition?

It had never felt quite right, and lo and behold, after she did full-mouth x-rays, I still have a raging infection in that same tooth, which requires immediate treatment with high dose antibiotics for the next five days. In two weeks, I’ll return for another round of x-rays to determine if the infection is gone. If not, she’ll be referring me to a dental surgeon in Malalane, about a 40-minute drive from Marloth Park.

This dentist has some very sophisticated equipment and expertise, and he’ll clean out the issue using a laser treatment. It will require a new crown at that point. So today, I started the two antibiotics once again and pray this gets resolved without further treatment.

They were enjoying the remnants of the bananas.

For ten months in lockdown in India, we didn’t have any drinks, so these eight teetotalling nights will be a breeze. Unfortunately, I won’t enjoy any sundowners over the next eight days while the antibiotics hopefully do their job. Ice tea or hot tea will serve me well when guests call this week and early next week.

Also, while in lockdown in India, Tom had an implanted tooth fall out. Dr. Luzanne was able to refit and re-insert the tooth, which we’d saved all these months. It may not hold forever, but for now, it’s back in place. Hopefully, the restrictions for teeth cleanings will be lifted in a few weeks.

The third Lourie was investigating the seed situation when Frank and his family monopolized the offering.

However, Dr. Luzanne is concerned that I will need to take a hefty dose of antibiotics in advance of any invasive processes as we advance due to having cardiovascular disease. This is a common practice among heart disease patients. If I have to see the dentist in Malelane, she will provide me with the antibiotics to take in advance of the treatment by the dental surgeon.

Oh, I don’t like mentioning medical stuff. But, we always promise to be upfront about the realities facing us as we age and how we handle such issues during our lives of world travel. If somehow, in sharing this personal stuff, we help one person in the blogosphere, we’ll be happy we shared.

There is usually only one Frank family in a garden. We have Frank. The fluffed up francolin, The Misses, Two Chicks (one not shown here), and a few more mating couples.

At the moment, Tom is watching the Super Bowl game on his laptop while we’re back out on the veranda. At 4:00 pm today, one of our readers is calling on Facebook Messenger to discuss the possibility of him and his spouse coming to Marloth Park, hoping we can answer some of their questions. Of course, we’re delighted to do so, as we’ve done with other readers in the past.

Have a pleasant day!

Photo from one year ago today, February 8, 2020:

We never imagined we’d see the Taj Mahal. And yet, this morning in the morning haze and pollution, it lay before our eyes in its entire splendor. For more, please click here.

Best countries in the world to visit, according to popular travel magazine…How many have we visited?…Funny video!…

Mongooses came up to the door to ask for some eggs.
Please click this link to see a fun video we made:  https://youtu.be/UeLx1ZmKLLk
It was a pleasant Saturday evening. Our friend and author, Alan Holmes, again spent the evening with us on a hot and “buggie” night on the veranda. After all the rain these past few weeks, the vegetation pond in the garden with puddles of water everywhere, the “mozzies” were on a rampage. I couldn’t load up on enough repellent. Amid the swarms of bugs, we enjoyed yet another evening on the veranda with our new friend.
On top of that, the stink bugs have infested the area, soon to disappear, and they, too, were underfoot, on our clothing, and in our faces from time to time. We were thrilled to spot a few dung beetles on the table on the veranda, but without their massive ball of dung, we didn’t attempt any photos in the dark.
As hot and humid as it was, few animals came to call. From what we’ve seen, most of the wildlife is terrified of thunder and lightning. With the prospect of rainstorms on the horizon, they tend to hunker down undercover in the parkland and other more sheltered areas. Only us crazy humans stay outdoors until wind-driven rain impairs our comfort on the veranda until we wander indoors.
Lots of mongooses stopped by for eggs.
Yesterday, according to their readers, Tom forwarded an article to me from Conde Nast Traveler magazine about the best countries to visit in 2020. We carefully perused this article to discover how many of these countries we’ve seen on the list as shown listed below, in order of preference by their readers. We’ve placed a checkmark next to those we have been to over the past eight-plus years of world travel.
1. Italy √
2. Sri Lanka
3. Portugal √
4. Japan
5. Greece √
6. Indonesia √
7. Thailand √
8.  South Africa √
9.  Vietnam √
10  Mexico √
11. Ireland √
12. Bhutan
13. Jamaica
14. Peru √
15. Malaysia √
16. Columbia √
17. Israel
18. Turkey √
19. New Zealand √
20. India √
In carefully reviewing this list, we found we have been to 15 of the 20 countries, except for Sri Lanka, Japan, Bhutan, Jamaica, and Israel. We hope to visit sometime in the future, depending on the degree to which Covid-19 impedes future travel. We’re scheduled to sail on a few cruises around Japan in 2022, but who knows if they’ll sail by that time?
Tom was bringing out the scrambled eggs in the flat pan while they were all waiting patiently.
We have no idea what the future holds. Besides the obvious restrictions imposed due to Covid-19, our age and ongoing ability to travel will be a primary factor. Based on how we feel now, it’s entirely possible we can continue for years to come. However, as we have learned, regardless of how hard we work at achieving optimum health, health issues may arise over which we have little control.
Recently, a kind reader wrote and asked if we had a complete itinerary of our travels since the onset. I felt terrible explaining that based on variables at any given time, our itineraries are piecemeal at this point, often grouped into one or two-year itineraries.
I’d like to have put that together for him, but based on all the time I have spent working on my laptop over the past year, I don’t have it in me to begin such a lofty goal at this point. If we are fortunate to make it to the 10-year mark, I plan to tackle such a project at that time.
After eating the scrambled raw eggs in the pan, a few get into the pan for scraps. Note the tiny one.
In the interim, our travel map on the right side of our home page, under the heading “Map Our Travels,” only requires a single click to see when and where we’ve traveled since 2012. Tom has been diligent in keeping this map updated regularly, which will be highly instrumental when the time comes to map out the entire ten years.
In October 2022, the 10th anniversary of our world travels, we’ll tackle that project a mere 20 months from now how the time has flown. We would never have imagined traveling. We’d travel for such an extended period. But, now, after wasting, albeit safely, almost 10% of our travel time in lockdown in a hotel in Mumbai, India, we have an entirely different perspective of how precious every day was, is, and will be in the future.
We’re grateful for each day of life, each day spent together, each day of exploring the world, its people, its cultures, and its wildlife and nature. Without a doubt, it’s been a gift, one we will joyfully treasure for as long as we can continue.
Stay safe, wear a mask, social distance, and wash and sanitize your hands. May your life and the lives of your loved ones be long and fruitful in this fantastic world.
Photo from one year ago today, February 7, 2020:
The photos posted on this date, one year ago, are a compilation of those we’d taken on day 2 in the following palaces: City Palace, the largest in the state of Rajasthan; Chimi Mahal; Mori Mahal and the spectacular Zenana Mahal; The Crystal Gallery at Darbar Hall and more. For more, please click here.

We are back up and running…Another fiasco, no fault of our own, or our web people…Tiny, today, a refreshing diversion…

Tiny worked with me during his photoshoot to ensure his poses appeal to most of our readers.

Yes, I could go on and on with the frustration of the past several days when our site wasn’t visible to our readers. It reminded me of when, three weeks ago, my error in posting new photos prevented the photos from displaying. It took several days to figure out what I was doing wrong…using a third-party app to upload the latest photos. Who knew?

Our web people worked with me via WhatsApp for hours on end, attempting to figure out the problem. As soon as they said, “No third-party photo apps,” a light bulb went off in my head. I had to load photos from a “local” source, not an app. This confused me because this was the first time I was uploading photos using this Chromebook I’d purchased in India.

Tiny, using his snout like a vacuum cleaner to find every pellet.

If any of you use a Chromebook with its hard-to-figure-out cloud, you’ll understand what I mean. Otherwise, no point in going into that here and now. All the photos I added in that hotel was taken from past posts and copied and pasted. It wasn’t the same process once we started taking new photos. Now, I have designed a simple-to-use process that gets me through each day’s post with new photos.

But that wasn’t all. When three or four days ago, I noticed difficulty in preparing a post, mentioning some apparent WiFi issue, it proved to be much more than that. It was a hosting issue on the servers at Hostinger.com, a substantial hosting site with an excellent reputation, from whence the problems seemed to arise.

Tiny posed on his knees for this appealing shot. Good job, Tiny! Although the following few images of Tiny look similar, you’ll notice the subtle differences as he adjusted for the shots.

Now that we’re back up, I sent them an email asking how and why this happened and how it can be prevented in the future. From my perspective over the past several days, everything we wrote for over eight years was gone, gone, gone. We’ve heard of this happening to websites. It’s no wonder I didn’t sleep much for the past three nights, worrying and worrying, awakening almost every hour.

Last night was no exception, when on top of that, “load shedding” started up again and for over four hours, from 2100 (9:00 pm to 2300 hours (11:00 pm) and again this morning from 5:00 am to 7:00 am. The power will be out for at least seven hours today, again from 1300 hours to 1530 hours (1:00 pm to 3:30 pm) and again tonight from 2100 hours to 2330 hours (9:00 pm to 11:30 pm). This schedule will be repeated over the next several weeks.

Tiny tucked his legs under for yet another good pose. He certainly knows how to highlight those big warts on either side of his head and those monstrosities on his face.

I have to plan to work out on the treadmill based on when we have power and cooking using the stove. As always, we’ll figure it out. Fortunately, Danie had set us two fans to use during load shedding, powered by the inverter in the second bedroom. This is our saving grace on those tortuously hot nights.

As for today, otherwise, all is well. Later today, our friend Alan is visiting for sundowners and snacks, mainly cheese and biltong (South African jerky, the best!). He eats a low-carb diet as we do, making visits easy with so few food options. When we invite other friends over, without special diets, we will add some items we eat and others more befitting their standard diets.

Last night was busy in the garden. Our new favorite warthog, Tiny, came to visit, staying for a few hours. Although we’ve diligently looked for our favorite warthog Little from 2018/2019, we’ve yet to see him. Sadly, several warthogs were culled in Marloth Park last year, and we fear he may have been among them. Instead of moping over Little, we decided to find a new favorite, and we have… our boy Tiny, the biggest warthog we’ve ever seen.

Tiny raised a bit on his knees for another angle. He’s had some modeling experience in his past. See that post here. 

Yesterday, when he came up onto the veranda with his muddy feet, we were reminded of Little who was so bossy, he insisted on coming into the house. We laughed so hard then and still laugh hard about it now. We never thought they would be another Little.  But now, Tiny, has become the warthog that stares into my eyes when I talk to him, comes when I call him when I see him nearby, and can’t seem to get enough human interaction. It’s astounding.

Surely, in time, as we come to more fully “know” our regular visitors, many stories of special interactions will follow. We’ve been busy interacting with the wildlife and,d in many cases, giving them names when we observe they are regulars who come by for treats and the familiarity that ensues over time.

Have a fantastic day! We’re thrilled to be back among you!

Photo from one year ago today, February 6, 2020:

Comfortably seated on fluffy cushions on the sand, we enjoyed free-flowing beverages and snacks. Gosh, I was chubby then, almost 13 kg, 28 pounds, ago, and not as healthy as I would have liked when my blood sugar and blood pressure were high.  It is great to now be off of all blood pressure medications and have normal blood sugars. For more photos, please click here.

A day in the life…Challenges…Resolutions on the horizon…”Floaters?”…What???…

A little plant growing on the muddy foot of a bushbuck made us laugh.

It’s 1:00 pm on Friday, and our site is still having issues. According to our web developers and our hosting company, it is necessary to “debug” our over 3000 posts. This is taking quite a while. Our web guy just sent me an email, saying they are working on our 40,000 plus photos and with only 10,000 of them processed so far. It could be a while. We are anticipating another day or two.

Of course, we’re frustrated, but there’s nothing we can do but wait until they are done, and we are back up again. In the interim, I will continue to post, which you should see, although there is some computer dialogue on the page you can ignore.

Since we handle all of our financial matters and banking online, we often see popular sites we use down for a day or two during this process. We certainly understand the frustration of all of our worldwide readers. Also, we realize the frustration over our site being down off and on over the past nine months since we began the process of moving over to WordPress as opposed to Blogger.

This adorable male bushbuck and others have become regulars in our garden.

We had no choice but to make this transition. The web company we’ve used has been on top of all of this, and we feel confident they will resolve this soon. In the interim, I will continue to prepare new posts while taking many new photos to share once everything is back on track.

Sadly, we realize we may lose many of our readers whose frustrations cause them to read our post no longer. We feel wrong about this and wish there was something more we could do. We can only promise that once we’re back up, we will continue to strive to provide all of you with the best possible content and photos from our current base of Marloth Park and wherever we may go from here in the future, yet to be determined.

As mentioned a few days ago, we’re continuing to research our options when we have to leave South Africa in April for our visa stamps. We selected a few possible options. But, here’s the dilemma. If the virus escalates in South Africa between now and then, we could potentially lose a ton of money if the borders are closed again, not only for South Africa but also for wherever we are planning to go.

Four warthogs stopped by for a snack.

Many would assume that when borders close due to Covid-19, those travel expenses are automatically refunded. This is not the case. We have spent days in total frustration attempting to receive refunds for various plans we’d booked. Some took months to receive, and others required us to contact our credit card companies to help us in getting a refund. It’s such a harmful process.

Thus, we’ve decided to “wing it” and wait until two or three weeks before our visas expire to pin down where we’ll go and what we’ll do for those possible ten days when we leave South Africa. The countries we may choose now may present an entirely different situation in the next 60 days. Again, our lives are based on a “play it by ear” scenario. WE can live with this.

Yesterday morning, Thursday, February 4th, we headed to Komatipoort for an eye doctor appointment for me. As it turned out, it was the same doctor we’d visited in 2018/2019 from whom we had eye exams, who was still working at the exact location in town, next door to Dr. Theo, family practice doc, and Dr. Luzanne, our dentist both of whom we’ll see while here.

These four appeared to be a family group. Any grouping of warthogs is called a “sounder.”

We both have dental appointments this upcoming Monday with Dr. Luzanne for a cleaning and dental check. Also, I suffered from an abscessed tooth early on in our confinement in the hotel room in Mumbai and desperately need to get that tooth checked out and resolved if necessary. It no longer hurts but in these situations. It’s best to get it checked out. Also, Tom lost a tooth implant while in India, which we’ll bring with us and see if it can be re-inserted. If not, a crown might be in order, perhaps for both of us.

But, yesterday’s eye doctor appointment was necessary to give me peace of mind when several nights ago, while eating dinner, I noticed I had something in my eye, something I’d never seen in the past. It appeared to be a black stringy-looking thing in the right corner of my right eye. Immediately, I removed my contact lens and rinsed my eye with sterile saline solution. I kept doing this throughout the evening, and yet the particles would not go away.

Then, by the end of the evening, it dawned on me it might be a “floater,” not necessarily a dangerous condition, common as we age. If one’s vision itself is not impaired, there’s no light flashing and no pain; generally, a floater is not worrisome, although very annoying. After my considerable “Dr. Google” searches, Tom insisted that I have it checked out to ensure it wasn’t a potential retina detachment or another more serious issue.

As we drove on Olifant Rd, the only paved road in Marloth Park, this pretty sky caught our eye.

I supposed I, too, was anxious to be assured it wasn’t anything more than a harmless floater which is an anomaly of the vitreous (clear floating liquid) of no particular use in the eye. When the eye doctor assured me, after careful examination, there was nothing to worry about. I was thrilled but not surprised. Nonetheless, peace of mind was definitely worth the 20-minute drive to Komatipoort. I guess I’ll have to learn to live with this black squiggly thing floating in my mind for the rest of my life. Ah, the perils of aging! How annoying.

Much to our surprise, the eye doctor appointment, for which he did a reasonably thorough exam also, only cost ZAR 300, which was only US $20.06. Wow!

I was more concerned about the up close and personal requirement of an eye exam. But, his packed office exhibited social distancing and good sanitation, although I had to ask one of the receptionists to cover her nose with her mask. I’m at a point where I don’t care what anyone thinks. I always ask people to protect their nose and mouth adequately when in “my space.” On occasion, I may get a dirty look, but I am unresponsive to those looks.

Back in Marloth Park, only 90 minutes later, we commenced our almost daily search for the large ostrich family wandering in the park, which we hope to see soon. Returning to our home after another unsuccessful hunt, we went about our usual activities, catering to our animal friend’s visits, enjoying an “adult” beverage at happy hour, and cooking ribeye steaks on the braai.

We’ve named this young male kudu Notches, based on the notch in his left ear.

Last night, without a doubt, was the hottest night on the veranda we’ve experienced so far. It was stifling. Sure, we could have hunkered down in the bedroom with the air-con to keep us cool, but we were determined to continue to offer pellets and the remainder of the bananas to our visiting friends. Not surprisingly, when we finally had dinner while continuing to sit outdoors and headed to our room to cool off, a massive rainstorm ensued, with thunder continuing for several hours.

Only once during the storm did the power go off and, it was for less than a minute. We were thrilled. Today, although still humid with more rain on the horizon, it’s quite a bit cooler.

Although our new posts will look different over the next several days while the issues are being resolved, many of you will still be able to see them in the automatic emails you’ll receive if you signed up to do so in the past. If you’d like to sign up now (no charge), you can do so on our main homepage, and you will get the newest posts in your inbox during this period and after that. Thank you so much for being so patient.

Be well.

                 Photo from one year ago today, February 5, 2020:

An impressive fireworks display was orchestrated at the Khaas Bagh for the Maharajas Express passengers. We were honored and breathless. For more photos, please click here.

Banana bliss for our wildlife friends…

We stopped at local homeowner Paula’s home, where she offers free bananas for the wildlife. She receives these almost weekly from a local to support the animals in Marloth Park. Thanks to Paula’s employee who helped us load the bananas into an empty pellet bag and in our car. Thank you, farmer and Paula!.

After yesterday’s fiasco when our site wasn’t loading (which will be resolved by day’s end) and the loss of the post from February 3, I decided to attempt to piece it back together from memory which, after a stormy night’s sleep worrying about why we were down, my memory isn’t as sharp as usual. I’ll do my best.

When Louise informed me by text that Paula had received a shipment of bananas, we dared venture out on muddy, dirt roads, with potholes, ravines, making an uneven treacherous route. There was no other way to arrive at Paula’s lovely home on the road bordering the Crocodile River.

With Tom’s expert driving skills, he somehow manages to make the drive over the rough roads tolerable, albeit amid a massive amount of bouncing around, which we both tolerate well. But, should a person suffer from several painful joint or muscle issues, such a ride would be prohibitive.

Bushbucks only like the banana peel. They are experts at removing the banana to be left with the peel to eat. It’s hysterical to watch how they manage to peel the banana with their mouths. Nature is amazing!

When we were here from February to May 2019, after I’d had open-heart surgery, never once did we attempt to ride on those bumpy roads. Thank goodness that now, I don’t suffer any ill effects. As for the driving, thank goodness, once again, I never drive while we are in South Africa or other countries where most cars have a standard transmission with the driver’s on the right side of the vehicle, using their left hand to shift.

It is hard enough for me to adapt to driving on the opposite side of the road I was used to in the US, let alone manage to change gears with my inept left hand. No, thank you. I’ll continue to be the passenger, never guilty of being considered a “back seat driver.” Tom doesn’t require any coaching while driving.

When we finally made it to Paula’s house, her friendly employee met us in the driveway to assist us with the bananas sitting atop a few tarps in the garage. Tom offered to place the bananas into our big empty pellet bag, but the kindly man insisted on helping. Of course, we tendered a much-appreciated tip when he loaded them into the boot of our little rental car.

I was mistaken in former posts when I mentioned that mongooses are carnivores. Upon further research, I discovered they are omnivores, eating both small rodents, insects, and on occasion, snakes, as well as fruit, berries, and seeds. They love the bananas, working deftly to reach the tender fruit.

We headed back to our “home” (as we call it here), anxious, even in the rain, to deposit some bananas onto the ground in our garden, which backs up to a parkland area bordering Lionspruits, a “conservancy within a conservancy,” where lions Dezi and Fluffy reside.

Being located close to Lionspruit, which we’d entered several times during prior stays in Marloth Park, enables us to hear the lions roar day and night. What a glorious sound, music to our ears when we listen to them, we can’t help but smile at one another. The simple joys of living in the bush never end.

Another bushbuck is enjoying a banana as he works hard to remove the peel.

Last night we were invited to the home of Lesley and Andrew, along with friends Louise and Manie (a different Louise). We sat outdoors on their veranda, perfectly social-distanced by no less than two meters, enjoying the beautiful conversations and appetizers they served so graciously.

A number of their usual visitors magically appeared upon our arrival at Lesley and Andrew’s lovely bush home, and again, we embraced the magic of this special place, its abundant wildlife, and of course, its unique people. How fortunate we are!

This newborn impala caught our eye on the way to Paula’s home. She couldn’t have been more than a few days old or a newborn. So sweet.

A few minutes ago, Tom took off for his first haircut in over a year, barring the “bowl over the head haircut” he gave himself some months ago while living in that hotel room in India. Photos will follow tomorrow. It will be fun to see his “new do” when he returns before too long.

All is well. We’re content. Power is working. WiFi is working. By the end of today, our website will be up and running correctly. The sun is shining. The animals are visiting once again and enjoying the bananas. Happy day!

May you also be well and content!

Photo from one year ago today, February 4, 2020:

Tom, listening to our tour guide while in Udaipur, India, with the five-star Taj Lake Palace in the background. For more photos, please click here.

Due to a glitch from our hosting company…

Frank, fluffing up his feathers to impress The Misses. Maybe it’s time to expand the Frank Family once again.

Yes, it is so frustrating for us when our site is down. I hardly slept a wink last night when I figured out what was wrong and how to fix it.

It had nothing to do with our web developers, and they, too, were at a loss as to how this could be repaired. It looked as if we’d lost everything. Now, our site has been restored, much to our great relief.

Unfortunately, although we are “back up” with the help of Hostinger.com, our hosting company, the actual post from yesterday, February 3, 2021, is gone, gone, gone with no way to restore it.  Thus, this post will constitute the post for February 3, 2021, and we will prepare a new post with new photos for today, February 4, 2021.

If not, we will start a new post to make up for the one we lost. We have no idea why we’ve had so many issues these past months and apologize for the inconsistency. Some things are just out of our control. If we’d been able to stay with Blogger, we would have, but they made some changes that made it impossible for us to continue with the size of our site.

That was why we moved to WordPress and have had to bear the expense of monthly fees, annual fees, and new design fees. It was a costly and time-consuming process during the difficult time of lockdown in India, and for all of you, seeking consistency and reliance during times of Covid-19.

Hopefully, in the future, we will be able to offer greater reliance and consistency. But, please know, businesses worldwide are experiencing challenging times with their support and staffing. We’ve all felt the brunt of such inconsistencies of the consequences of these unusual times in the long run.

With the most heartfelt appreciation, we thank all of our readers all over the world for staying with us through “thick and thin.” Now, we hope to settle into a peaceful and dependable state as we strive to share our journey with you.

Be well.

Photo from one year ago today, February 3, 2020:

Both of us were excited to be on our way to the palace and Lake Pichola in Udaipur, India. For more photos, please click here.

Life in the bush continues…It’s never dull…

Young kudu male scratching an itch.

As usual, we’re situated on the veranda. It’s surprisingly cool today, so cool a hoodie might be appropriate. It rained all night and is occasionally sprinkling now with very cloudy skies. We don’t mind a bit. Generally, this weather keeps the visitors away when they hunker down in the parklands undercover, often in large groups of their “own kind.”

So far this morning, the only visitors we’ve had were Frank and Friends and a single male bushbuck. Apparently, during the night, the thick-tailed bushbaby came by when one of the chairs at the big table was covered in bushbaby poop, as well as on the floor of the veranda. In bad weather, we don’t leave out any treats for her.

We were driving down Rissik St. In Komatipoort, a 20-minute drive from Marloth Park.

It doesn’t appear we’ll be able to take many photos today, although we still have many left from sunny and less-rainy days that we’ll continue to share until warm sunny days return. Based on the weather reports, it could be many days until this stormy period ends.

Last night, when Cyril Ramaphosa spoke during his weekly presidential talk regarding Covid-19, he lessened some restrictions taking South Africa from a Level 3 lockdown to Level 2. As a result of this change, the liquor ban has now been lifted, and liquor stores will be open in the next few days while restaurants will be able to serve alcohol to diners. We’ll be heading out to purchase our preferred beverages.

Farmers were offering their produce at an open market.

There are day and time restrictions that will remain in place regarding alcohol, such as liquor stores can only be open from Monday to Thursday, and restaurants will have to stop serving alcohol after 8:00 pm. That doesn’t necessarily make sense, but who’s to say what makes sense during times of Covid-19?

In addition, Cyril announced that millions of vaccine doses would arrive over the next several months. It appears we may be able to get the jab at some point within the next six to nine months. In the interim, we’ll continue to exercise caution when so few people are wearing masks, wearing masks properly as shown in the photo below, or making any effort to social distance.

There are numerous lower-cost markets in Komatipoort that many locals frequent. Note the typical mask-wearer with the mask below their nose.

With February here, it’s time for us to start thinking about where we’ll go when we leave South Africa for our visa stamps, allowing us another 90 days. At this point, we have to leave by April 9, 2021, a few days short of 90 days. We won’t be staying a full 90 days because the car rental places in Nelspruit at the airport are closed on the weekends.

Subsequently, we’ll have to arrange our comings and goings accordingly, never arriving at the NespruitMpumalanga/Kruger airport on the weekend. With our target departure date of April 9, we seriously need to start booking our departure plans. In reviewing options, only certain countries that will accept us arriving from South Africa, with its variant Covid-19 strains,

A young kudu male was wondering what was on the menu today.

Numerous countries have restrictions that won’t work for us. Thus, we’ve decided traveling to Tanzania non-stop from Johannesburg might be our best bet. All required is that we have a negative Covid-19 PCR test within 72 hours of our arrival. This is doable.

Handsome young face.

As for where in Tanzania we’ll go, what we’ll do, and where we’ll stay, we are looking into our options now. Tanzania has numerous options that appeal to us. Once we pin something down, we’ll certainly share it here.

Female kudu checking on what we’re doing that might impact her.

When Zef came to clean the house, we headed out to pick up bananas for the wildlife. At no cost, a local woman at a lovely home on the river has piles of bananas delivered from the banana farms and freely shares them with locals interested in feeding the wildlife. Tomorrow, we’ll report with photos of who stopped by to partake in our bananas.

A forkl of kudus, including a few young males and several females, one of whom may be his mother.

Happy day!

Photo from one year ago today, February 2, 2020:

One of the two dining cars on the Maharajas Express Train, which we boarded one year ago today. For more, please click here.