Our team came in second at Quiz Night!…Horrible dental experience in Malelane…

Last night, our teammate, Sandra, took this photo of us.

Last night turned out to be far more fun than we expected, and perhaps even a little triumphant in its own modest way. Quiz Night is always a gamble. Some evenings we sit there scratching our heads, wondering how on earth anyone could know the answers. Other nights, like this one, something clicks. Somehow, our six-member team, the Bush Babies, pulled together and surprised even ourselves by finishing second.

Last night at Quiz Night, for the first time in years, Tom ordered a pizza at Giraffe. He saved a few pieces to eat this morning. He said it was very good.

The prize was small, Zar 55, which worked out to about US $3.31 each. Certainly nothing to write home about in terms of winnings, but that was never the point. What made it special was the sense of accomplishment. The questions were tough, and there were moments when we were completely stumped, exchanging puzzled looks and tossing out wild guesses. Yet, little by little, we found our footing. When the final scores were announced, and we realized we had placed second, we all broke into smiles and laughter. Our teammates told us this was the first time the Bush Babies had ever come in second, which made it feel even more meaningful. Now, of course, we are all determined to take it one step further and aim for first place in the future.

Adding to the novelty of the evening, Tom did something he had not done in decades. He ordered a pizza. I could hardly believe it when he said it. Over the years, restaurant pizza has never been something he gravitated toward, so this felt like a rare and unexpected treat. He enjoyed every bite and even brought the leftovers home, which he happily polished off this morning. As for me, I stayed with my usual Greek chicken salad, which is consistently good and exactly what I felt like. Between the food, the camaraderie, and the excitement of the game, it was one of those evenings that leaves you feeling content and grateful.

A purple-headed turaco is a bulky, iridescent bird clad in deep purple, blue, green, and olive, washed with pink. It clambers acrobatically through riverine woodland and savanna thickets. In flight, it explodes from the canopy, with distinctive deep-red panels on the wings. It produces a distinctive croaking “khoh-khoh-khoh-khoh….” that gets progressively louder before suddenly stopping. The similar Ross’s Turaco differs from Purple-crested Turaco by being darker overall and having a red crest and yellow face.

But as pleasant as the evening was, it stood in stark contrast to the experience we had earlier in the day. What we expected to be a routine dental appointment in Malelane turned out to be quite the opposite.

We had previously seen another dentist at this clinic when we could not get in to see Dr. Singh, who, without question, has always been excellent. His reputation makes him very busy, and with our limited time in South Africa, scheduling has sometimes been a challenge. Still, we thought this visit would be straightforward. We both went in for cleaning with this new dentist, and I needed to have a crown reattached that had come loose during our last cruise. I had saved it, knowing that, in most cases, it is a simple procedure to cement it back into place.

Unfortunately, this was anything but simple. The dentist struggled from the start. He could not get the crown to fit properly and proceeded to drill and adjust for what felt like an eternity. After 90 minutes of discomfort and growing concern, I had finally had enough. I told him to stop. There comes a point when you know something is not right, and this was one of those moments. I left the treatment room feeling shaken and frustrated. The crown still doesn’t fit properly.

When I found Tom in the reception area, I told him to go ahead with the cleaning only so we could leave. After 10 to 15 minutes in the chair, he, too, refused to continue when he saw the quality of the work. It was clear we were not in capable hands.

Perhaps a mom and baby were using a branch to scratch themselves.

To make matters worse, the billing process became another ordeal. The receptionist, who was clearly doing her best, struggled with a new computer system and could not figure out how to generate the bill. We stood there for 35 minutes, already frustrated by the experience, only to be presented with a charge of Zar 2850, about US $171.55. It felt like a complete rip-off considering the outcome.

As soon as we left, we drove straight to Dr. Singh’s office. Fortunately, we were able to secure appointments for both of us on July 6. There is no question in our minds that we will stick with him going forward. His professionalism, skill, and attention to detail are exactly what we need, and this time we will be here long enough to see everything through properly.

After such a stressful morning and an unexpectedly delightful evening, today has been all about slowing down. We headed to the local SparMore store to pick up fresh salad ingredients and returned home to enjoy the quiet. The weather has warmed up nicely after a few cooler days, making it perfect for spending time on the veranda. There is something especially soothing about sitting outside, surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds.

Tonight will be simple. A good meal, fresh air, and the comfort of being in a place that feels like home. And as always, we will carry on, taking the good with the bad, grateful for the balance that makes each day its own story.

We will be back tomorrow with more.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, June 24, 2016:

This buffalo in Bali was not happy to see him. Tom used no zoom to capture this photo when this monstrous, agitated animal suddenly approached him. For more photos, please click here.

Off to the dentist…Quiz Night tonight…

Mongoose mania in the garden.

Soon, we are off to the dentist in Malelane, a 35-minute drive from Marloth Park. It is always a stressful drive with a constant stream of fast-driving trucks, which is all the more stressful when we are heading to an appointment that isn’t exactly high on our list of favorite things to do.

This time, however, there is a bit more uncertainty than usual. A new dentist has taken over the practice, and we have no idea what to expect. Finding a good dentist when you are living a nomadic lifestyle can be challenging. You don’t have the luxury of long-term relationships with healthcare providers, so each visit feels a little like starting over. We are hopeful this new dentist will be a good fit, but as always, time will tell. We will report back in tomorrow’s post with all the details.

Today’s appointment is fairly straightforward. We are both scheduled for teeth cleanings, and we also plan to discuss a few procedures we know we will need going forward. More than anything, we want clarity. We will be asking for details, timelines, and most importantly, an estimate for the work that needs to be done. When you are only in one place for six to nine months at a time, planning becomes essential.

In prior years, we saw Dr. Singh, who is highly skilled and very competent. We always felt confident in his work, which made the situation all the more disappointing when communication became an issue. For several months, we tried to obtain estimates for upcoming procedures, but he was too busy to respond. We certainly understand how demanding a dental practice can be, but unfortunately, our timeline didn’t allow for that level of uncertainty. In the end, it just didn’t work out, which was frustrating for both of us.

So now, here we are, starting fresh once again with someone new. It is all part of this lifestyle we have chosen, and for the most part, we take it in stride. Flexibility has become second nature to us over the years.

Tonight, we have something much more fun on the agenda. It is Quiz Night, and we are looking forward to joining our new team, the Bush Babies. Our group includes Marlene, Sandra, and Natasha, and as always we will enjoy the lively atmosphere and camaraderie. It is a great way to unwind, share a few laughs, and test our knowledge on a wide range of topics, some of which we know surprisingly little about.

Other than these two events, it is a quiet day here. We always appreciate these slower days, especially when they are balanced with a bit of activity and something to look forward to later on. Life in Marloth Park has a way of offering just the right mix.

We will be back tomorrow with more and, hopefully, a positive report on our visit to the new dentist, along with a few new photos to share.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, June 23, 2016:

Hindu temples often have scary statues to ward off evil spirits. For more photos, please click here.

The dentist performed a miracle!..No crowns needed…Fantastic evening with dinner guests!…

Our boy, Chewy, is hanging out in the garden, as usual, even in the middle of the night.

Yesterday, I had a dental appointment to prepare two molars for crowns, both of which broke in the same week. I was fully prepared for the process and the subsequent cost of about ZAR 8000, USD $451. Knowing this was a bargain compared to what we’d pay in the US next May or June, and annoyed with the feeling of the broken teeth in my mouth, I’d decided to get this done before we leave in a little over three weeks with no qualms about the cost.

When Dr. Jones, a highly experienced woman dentist, checked my two teeth again, she suggested repairing them instead of going through the process of a crown, based on my age, heart condition, and use of blood thinners. She’d try to accomplish such a lofty goal, and if she ran into problems, she’d revert to the original plan of two new crowns.

Since I am allergic to some anesthetics used in dentistry and unfamiliar with the one she uses, I opted to go without the injection and tough it out. At times, it was painful, but she was careful and made every effort to make it comfortable for me. It took 90 minutes of lying in the chair with my mouth open. Finally, when she was done, we were pleased with the result, paid the bill, and headed back to Marloth Park, relieved it was done.

Bossy, my favorite female kudu, also visits during the night, lucky to find a few pellets. That is Norman in the background.

However, what shocked us the most was the bill, as shown below:

The above bill for the repair of both of my broken teeth was ZAR 973.90, USD $55.03! In referencing different options for broken teeth, Dr. Jones opted for #4 below. My newly repaired teeth feel normal and comfortable.

There are a few alternatives to getting a crown, depending on why your dentist recommended one (to strengthen a weak tooth, cover a damaged one, or improve appearance). Some of the main alternatives include:

1. Dental Filling (Composite or Amalgam)

  • Best for: Smaller cavities or areas of decay.

  • Instead of covering the whole tooth, the dentist removes the decayed part and fills it with composite resin (tooth-colored) or amalgam (metal).

  • Limitation: Not strong enough if the tooth is severely weakened or cracked.

    Giraffes visiting before sunrise.

2. Inlays and Onlays (Partial Crowns)

  • Best for: Moderate decay or damage, where a filling isn’t enough but a full crown may be too much.

  • These are custom-made pieces (usually porcelain or composite) bonded into the tooth.

  • They preserve more of your natural tooth than a crown.

3. Veneers

  • Best for: Front teeth that are chipped, slightly damaged, or discolored.

  • A thin porcelain or composite layer is placed on the front surface of the tooth.

  • Not as strong as a crown—mainly cosmetic.

4. Tooth Bonding

  • Best for: Small chips, cracks, or minor cosmetic fixes.

  • A tooth-colored resin is sculpted onto the tooth and hardened with a light.

  • Quick and less invasive than a crown, but less durable.

    Zebras were hoping for some pellets. We complied.

5. Extraction + Replacement

  • If the tooth is too damaged, sometimes it’s removed and replaced with:

    • Dental Implant (very durable, feels like a natural tooth)

    • Bridge (uses surrounding teeth for support)

    • Partial denture

6. No Treatment (Monitoring)

  • Sometimes, if the damage is minor or only cosmetic, a dentist may suggest simply monitoring the tooth until intervention is necessary.

After three hours, we returned to the house and got to work prepping for last night’s dinner guests, Carol and Colin, arriving at 4:00 pm. It was a lovely evening with lively conversation, commiserating on our love of the bush, the wildlife, and the scenery, and tidbits of our mutual world travel experiences.

An elephant is searching for food on the dry riverbed.

This afternoon at 4:30, Tom will drop me off at our old friend Lisa’s house, the official injured bushbaby caregiver and host of “Movie Night in the Bush,” joined by our friend and director of Wild & Free Rehabilitation Centre. Several times, in years past, the three of us got together to share wildlife stories and enjoy sundowners. I’m bringing a nice bottle of white wine to share.

Tom will pick me up around 6:00 or 6:30 pm. We already made tonight’s dinner, and it will only take a few minutes to get it ready when we get back to the house.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, August 21, 2015:

In Australia, we spotted many parasitic plants growing on trees, which is a fascinating way nature provides for a plant that must “borrow” nutrients from thriving trees of many varieties. For more photos, please click here.

It wasn’t a bad experience at all…

(This is the wrong address for us but no need to change it since we don’t get a bill sent to us.) The total bill for yesterday’s tooth repair, x-rays, and cleaning came to ZAR 1557.30, US $88.79.

Tom just threw a ripe banana to the male bushbuck, Chewy, and the mongoose came running and grabbed it. As carnivores, we didn’t expect them to eat it, but the lucky thief is devouring it. The bush is dry, and even the carnivores are varying from their usual diets.

Moving right along, my anxiety about visiting the dentist has been completely obliterated. Sadly, the dentist I expected to see wasn’t there. She has cancer and is off for many months for treatment. We wish her well.

Instead, the lovely dentist, Dr. Jones, from a village near Johannesburg, has been working in her place while she’s away, and I love her. She gave me the best cleaning I’ve ever had and repaired one of my two broken teeth. Next Wednesday, I have an appointment for her to do the crown prep on the bigger broken tooth.

After that, I will return with Tom in early September to have the crown “seated,” when he gets his teeth cleaned. Most likely, we won’t see a dentist again until next March, six months later, while we’re still in Tasmania.

Today, I’ve attached a copy of the bill for yesterday’s 90-minute appointment, including the cleaning, X-rays, and the repair of the one broken tooth. This appointment could easily have cost eight to ten times more in the US. The upcoming cost of the crown will be under ZAR 4000, US $228, again, eight to ten less than in the US.

These dental prices in South Africa are even less than those in Mexico, where many seniors travel for dental care, especially those living in bordering states. That wouldn’t ever be convenient or likely for us to do when visiting the US.

Back at the house by 1:00 pm, Tom took his daily short nap while I relaxed and did a little reading. By 4:30, we were out the door and on our way to Giraffe Pub and Grill for dinner and Quiz Night.

With our teammate Daphne as Quiz Master, and her husband Neville having to work as manager of Giraffe, and Marlize still in Durban, once again, there were only the two of us. We tried our best, but struggled when we lacked a South African to answer questions that only South Africans would know.

Also, since both Tom and I had children at young ages, 17 and 19, respectively, we missed out on a lot of experience with pop culture, including that from music and movies. Speaking of our old lives, today, if still married to my first husband, the father of my two sons, I’d have been married for 60 years.

Also, on today’s date, August 13, it was 55 years ago that Tom began working on the railroad. Every year on August 13, we wish each other, “Happy Anniversary,” (tongue in cheek). Gosh, we’re grateful for this life, and no, we still don’t pay attention to current movies, music, and pop culture. We’re more wrapped up in the world around us.

Time to wrap this up. We’re heading to Komatipoort tomorrow for another appointment and will share details in tomorrow’s post.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, August 13, 2015:

As we made our way through a portion of the triple canopy rainforest, we encountered two lakes, a creek, and a river in Cairns, Australia. This is the saltwater lake. Tomorrow, we’ll be posting photos of the freshwater lake, the river, and the creek, which includes a wildlife surprise. For more photos, please click here.

Had to change dentists due to scheduling issues…

Mongooses never fail to stop by at least once a day, often twice.

Two weeks ago, during dinner at Giraffe on Quiz Night, half of a tooth (a molar) fell out of my mouth while eating a grilled chicken salad. I had no idea this tooth had a problem.

Last week, while shopping at the Bush Centre in Marloth Park, a chip fell off another tooth on the opposite side. Good grief! I’ve had nightmares of my teeth falling out. Is this a sign of things to come, or am I just being paranoid? I thought my teeth were in good condition.

The next day, after the first tooth broke, I called Dr. Singh’s office in Malalane to schedule an appointment. However, they had no openings until the end of August, and if it took a few weeks to have a crown made, it would be too close to our departure time on September 14.

I had no choice but to book an appointment with another dentist in Malalane, as there were no dentists left in Komatipoort after Luzanne left a few years ago when her husband got a job in Chicago, Illinois.

Our resident wildebeest, Hal, is walking away after eating some treats.

Thus, I booked an appointment with Dr. Nel (recommended by our friends Roz and Les), with whom I have an appointment at 10:30 this morning, and we’re leaving here in less than an hour. Today’s post will be rushed to get it done before we leave.

Of course, with a bit of dental phobia, I am a little anxious about having any dental work done. Who enjoys going to a dentist, regardless of the reason? Certainly, no one I know.

Dental phobia is an intense, often overwhelming fear of visiting the dentist or undergoing dental procedures. It goes beyond mild anxiety—people with dental phobia may experience panic attacks, severe distress, or even physical symptoms like sweating, rapid heartbeat, or feeling faint at just the thought of a dental appointment.

Giraffes stop by almost every day.

It can stem from various causes, such as:

  • Past negative experiences — painful treatments or insensitive care in childhood or adulthood.

  • Fear of pain — often heightened if someone has a low pain threshold or outdated beliefs about dental procedures.

  • Loss of control — lying back in the chair, unable to talk, and relying on someone else’s hands in your mouth can feel very vulnerable.

  • Embarrassment — concerns about the appearance or smell of one’s teeth, or about being judged.

  • Sensory triggers — the sound of the drill, the smell of antiseptic, or the bright lights can all provoke fear.

For many, this phobia can lead to avoiding the dentist altogether, sometimes for years, which can worsen oral health and, ironically, increase the likelihood of needing more complex treatment later.

Treatment approaches include gentle, empathetic dentists who specialize in anxious patients, gradual exposure therapy, sedation dentistry, relaxation techniques, and sometimes psychological counseling to address the root fears.

I suppose my fear stems from “Past negative experiences,” of which I’ve had many over the years, although throughout my life, I have been diligent about treating any issues and getting frequent cleanings.

Oh well, here it goes again. I will report back tomorrow with details.

Have a great day!

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, August 12, 2015

Note the wide beak on this beautiful duck. For more photos, please click here.

Its a new day!…Whew!…

Thick Neck/Bad Leg with mud on his horns from digging for food.

If I had to judge how I’d feel based on yesterday, today would not be a good day. But, miraculously, I awoke this morning feeling great with no pain or discomfort at all! How could that be when yesterday, after returning from having my tooth pulled when the anesthetic wore off,  I was in agony and could barely write a word here.

As it turned out, the tooth wouldn’t come out. Dr. Siingh and his assistant had to hold onto me for leverage while he yanked and pulled, only to have a small portion of the tooth come out. This was a tooth that had a root canal a few months ago that continued to hurt. He assumed it was cracked, which didn’t show on the scan.

Several bushbucks were in the garden this morning.

While I lay there wondering what would happen, I could hear him pulling out each of the root canal pins one by one. It was unnerving. Luckily I didn’t feel pain, only lots of pressure and rocking back and forth. Finally, he had to use a drill and a laser to cut away the remnants of the tooth.

Before getting the tooth out, he seated the new crown in another tooth, which went well, requiring no anesthetic. Thank goodness, that is done! It was a relief to have that resolved after the temporary crown kept falling out every few hours over the past week. Eating, drinking, and talking were a challenge.

This morning, Stringy was lying down in the garden.

Finally, the cracked tooth was out, and we were back on our way to Marloth Park from Malalane, a 35-minute drive. I had a wad of gauze in the space, biting down to stop the bleeding. After returning to the house, I had made similar wads using paper towels when we didn’t have any gauze. It didn’t seem as sanitary as gauze, but the bleeding didn’t stop for about two hours.

Then, the numbing agent wore off, and the pain began. It wasn’t perfect. I was climbing the walls. I took the prescribed Advil-type (narcotic free) pills I’d been given but got little relief all evening until finally, exhausted from the ordeal, I konked out, only awakening in pain a few times during the night.

We had to pick up Frank’s seeds from the ground. Otherwise, the bushbucks will eat them.

I’d taken the prescribed medication again before I went to sleep, but it wore off during the night, and when I awoke, it was too soon to take another. Eight hours had to pass. At 5:00 am, I played a game on my phone and drifted off back to sleep amid the discomfort. I awoke at 7:00 am, and much to my surprise, the pain was gone.

Wow! I hadn’t taken the Advil-type tablet since 11:00 pm and haven’t needed to do so today. I guess I’m recovered, just like that! I am thrilled this is over. I was dreading it for days. I haven’t had a tooth pulled in more than 54 years, shortly after my son Richard was born. In “those days,” they said a woman would lose a tooth for each child born, which has since been proven to be a wive’s tale.

Spikey’s horns are growing as he matures.

Tom had a more leisurely first day when two teeth were pulled a few weeks ago, which has since healed. When we return to Marloth Park in 15 months, he’ll see Dr. Singh get implants for both missing teeth, which shows when he smiles. My tooth was the last molar in my bottom right which doesn’t show. There is no point in doing anything about that.

As they say, “It’s hell to get old.” These issues are a by-product of aging, often resulting in problems with teeth and other body parts. But, the alternative? Nah, not so good. It’s the way it is. All we can do is continue to strive to take good care of ourselves in every possible way, some of which are easier to do than others.

In one way or another, I’m looking forward to leaving for the US again in 37 days. The roads where we’ll be staying in Apache Junction are level, allowing us to go for daily walks easily. Also, it seldom rains in the desert, and the weather will be comfortable and sunny most days during the winter months.

Regardless of how hard it is to leave Marloth Park, I keep reminding myself of the good parts we’ll enjoy being back in the US for a total of four months. And, of course, we’ll be looking forward to our future itinerary as we now consistently add to the list.

Have a happy, healthy, and fulfilling day!

Photo from one year ago today, September 14, 2020:

One year ago, this photo was posted in lockdown in a hotel in Mumbai, India, on day #175. We were fortunate to see many rhinos while in the Maasai Mara in 2013. For more photos, please click here.

Off to the dentist once again…Busy morning in the bush…The animals are hungry!…

A rock for a pillow.

In a few minutes, we’ll be leaving for my dentist appointment when finally, I’m having that recently root-canaled tooth pulled. It just wouldn’t stop hurting, and there was no point in adding a crown to a painful tooth. Since it’s the last molar on the bottom left and won’t be visible when I smile or laugh, pulling was the best option.

Since I had the root canal only a few months ago, Dr. Singh explained it could require “surgery” to pull it out if it doesn’t come out quickly on the first try. I am not looking forward to this.

Thick Neck/Bad Leg hangs around most of the day and night.

My plan today was to start preparing today’s post, hoping to complete it when we return. Hopefully, I will feel fine and will be able to finish the post. If not, I will write a short update, add what I have written thus far, and be back with more tomorrow. I am hoping I don’t need to take more antibiotics. I’ve had enough of them in the past year with the teeth issues.

Once I am done today, if all goes well, I won’t have to return to Dr. Singh until we return in December 2022, when I still have one silver amalgam filling in my mouth. I want to be removed, once and for all. Over the years, I’ve had all of them replaced with white porcelain.

Kudus and bushbucks in the garden this morning.

This morning was quite eventful in the garden. At one point, we had no less than 20 wild animals in the garden. Without rain yet, the bush is so dry the animals have nothing to graze upon and are subject to people like us feeding them. Several bushbucks live in our garden, always looking at us for more food. It’s heartbreaking. We can’t possibly give them enough food to get them through the day.

However, they will make it to the rainy season, from what we can tell. They all look healthy and surprisingly well-fed. On Friday night at Jabula, we met Gary, one of our neighbors, and he sees and feeds many of the same animals we see and feed. We laughed over their characteristics. Each animal has its unique personality, and it’s often easy to distinguish one from another. We all laughed about Broken Horn, This Neck/Bad Leg, and Holey Moley.

Lots of animals were looking at us this morning.

Gary wasn’t quite sure who Little is, but then again, he may not have been looking for his distinguishing marks and characteristics, which for me is hard to miss. When he approaches, he always heads to the side of the veranda, closest to where I sit. He’s very bossy and will come up onto the veranda if we don’t respond to his visit. Gosh, soon we’ll be gone, and he’ll have to find someone else to pester several times a day. (Not that I mind at all).

A few readers have written inquiring about how hard it will be on the wildlife when we leave. Once the rains come in the next month or two, everything will be green, and eating pellets and vegetables offered by humans won’t be necessary to survive. But, they are resourceful and will wander to other locations where residents are feeding.

We couldn’t toss out the carrots and pellets quickly enough.

At that point, any pellets tossed their way are comparable to treats one would give their pet, not necessary for survival but fun for us humans to show our love and devotion.

Last night, we cooked burgers on the braai, directly on the grates. This morning, a dozen or so mongooses climbed up the back of the braai and started nibbling on the remnants of the meat and fat. Soon, Vusi or Zef will arrive and clean the braai as they do each day after we’ve used it. But it’s always funny to hear the mongooses moving inside the gas braai. It’s another of those humorous experiences we discover in the bush.

As I looked out the window in the kitchen, I saw the kudus in the front garden.

Right now, three mongooses are drinking from Frank’s little container of water. As carnivores, they don’t eat seed or vegetables, but on occasion, they’ll run off with a piece of cabbage, celery, or carrots, playing with it but not eating it.

Right now, only 15 minutes before we depart for Malalane, Tom is watching overtime for last night’s Minnesota Vikings Game. If it’s not done in time for us to leave, he’ll watch it when we return later on.

When they heard the commotion in the back, they moved to the rear garden with the others.

We have returned from the dentist in Malalane. I’m not up to writing much now, but I’ll be back with more tomorrow. All went well, but right now, I think I’ll take it easy and watch the latest episode of Season 11 of The Walking Dead and lay low for the remainder of the day.

It’s a beautiful warm, not hot, sunny day. The animals returned when we did, and they were looking for pellets and seeds. We are attending to them now. Tomorrow is another day, and surely I will be fine by then.

Three kudus in the front garden munching off a little tree with greenery.

Have a pleasant day!

Photo from one year ago today, September 13, 2020:

One year ago, this photo was posted in lockdown in a hotel in Mumbai, India, on day #174. As we were sitting in our outdoor living room in Kenya that morning in 2013, while writing, seven goats jumped over their stone wall behind our garden directly into our garden, only a few feet from us. They decided to dine on the lush leaves of the hibiscus bushes in our yard. For more photos, please click here. For more photos, please click here.

It didn’t turn out quite the same as expected…More new exciting bookings…

Broken Horn and Hal in a bit of scuffle over pellets this morning.

For days I was dreading the prospect of having my tooth pulled, only to discover that Dr. Singh decided to wait until next week when he seated a crown on another tooth that needed a crown replaced. That way, I wouldn’t have to have the anesthetic injections all over my mouth.

I appreciated his consideration. He prepared the bicuspid with the old crown, leaving me with a temporary crown until following Monday when he’ll seat the new crown and, afterward, pull the molar resulting in the necessity of only one injection. He had decided on a good plan suitable for me. A little over an hour later, I was out the door to find Tom waiting in the car for me. All seemed OK.

A closer view of Broken Horn and Hal.

After returning home, while preparing dinner, I felt an odd sensation in the tooth with the temporary crown. It reminded me of when I was a kid and a baby tooth was loose, ready to pop out. Oh, goodness, the crown was loose. There will be no Tooth Fairy these days.

Of course, I went to Dr. Google to find solutions on a reputable US national dental site to see if it was no big deal if the temporary falls out, preferably, not swallowed. I contacted Dr. Singh this morning, and he said, no worries, push it back in. It seems I have to do this every few hours but again, no big deal, until the following Monday. He said if it ultimately falls out, do not use dental glue. Either keep it out or push it back up there.

Moments later, they were getting along quite well.

Well, based on the placement of the tooth in my mouth, if it falls out, I will be pushing it back again. I don’t want to look like a “snaggle tooth” when I smile. I told Tom I could wear my mask when we are around people. See, those masks can be handy for more than Covid-19!

I’m OK with the new dental plan and hope to put all of this behind me soon. I only have one more tooth in my mouth with a silver filling and will have him replace that with white porcelain before we return to the US on October 21st. I wouldn’t say I like having dental work, but I have spent my entire life taking good care of my teeth, and I’m not stopping now. It will be a significant relief to have all of this done here soon. The total cost for the crown was US $318, ZAR 4560, a far cry from what it would cost in the US.

Several female kudus stopped by for a snack.

In the past few hours, Tom booked two more cruises. We are so excited and will share the details in tomorrow’s post. I can’t tell you how enthused we are to be building an itinerary once again. Before too long, we’ll make a new itinerary list to share here. It’s been a very long time since we’ve done that!

It’s been a hectic morning in the bush. I didn’t get started on todays’ post until three hours later than usual. But, it’s been worth every moment. What awoke us this morning was a barking sound coming from the garden. I jumped up to look out the bedroom window, and there was Broken Horn, asking for his pellets and carrots breakfast.

There are always several bushbucks hanging around in our garden.

We both jumped up to ensure he got his requested meal laughing all the while. A short time later, while we were both in the kitchen, we heard the funny chirping of the mongooses, only to find two they had stuck their noses in the door and managed to get inside the house. We scooted them back outside while Tom proceeded to cut up paloney for them. They were thrilled. Again, we found ourselves laughing out loud.

Four kudus, eight bushbucks, six pigs, Frank, and dozens of helmeted guinea-fowls later, we got back to the business of figuring out our future travels. As you can imagine, getting back to Marloth Park sometime in the future was certainly on our minds. Tomorrow, we’ll share if, how, and when we may return in the next few years. It makes me smile from ear to ear.

A mongoose was drinking from a puddle on the veranda floor after Vusi had hosed it down.

That’s the news for today, folks. We hope every one of you stays healthy and hopeful for the future, whether it’s travel plans you are longing to book or peace of mind into the new year. We are always thinking of you and appreciating how you’ve stayed with us throughout the years.

We’re not done yet!!!

Photo from one year ago today, September 7, 2020:

This photo was from a  post from one year ago while in lockown in Mumbai, India, on day #168. The kingpin goat at the holiday home in Diani Beach, Kenya, in 2013. He nuzzled up to Hans when we entered the gate, remembering his early days when Hans fed him with a baby bottle. For more photos, please click here.

Off to the dentist for a tooth extraction…

Pretty female kudu at Frikkee’s Dam.

Sorry, but no new photos today. We’ve been preoccupied with online research and will get back to taking photos soon.

I wouldn’t say I like going to the dentist, especially when the appointment is about anything more than a standard cleaning, which isn’t too bad. Today, my last molar on the bottom right will be extracted after an unsuccessful root canal that wouldn’t heal. Each time I brushed my teeth, it hurt, indicating the tooth had to go after two months had passed since the root canal was done, along with a recent round of more antibiotics.

Soon, at 10:15 am,  we’ll make the 35 to 40-minute drive, depending on Monday morning traffic which can be a real issue on the N4 due to an endless stream of trucks and never-ending road construction.

Thank goodness I didn’t allow myself to fuss over this upcoming appointment during the night, and I had plenty of sleep for a change. It was only about a month ago when Tom had two teeth pulled that were beyond repair. His fast recovery is encouraging, but then again, everyone is different.

The last time I had a tooth pulled was in 1967, after the birth of my first son. They said women would lose a tooth for each child they carried in those days, which proved to be a “wives tale.” They assumed the growing fetus depleted the calcium in the mother’s body during pregnancy resulting in the loss of a tooth.

In the realm of things, having one tooth pulled is no big deal. Can we even imagine how horrible having a tooth extracted was a hundred years ago or more?  I shouldn’t give it another thought. But, as a borderline dental phobic, I don’t go into this procedure with ease and confidence.

Yesterday, I prepped tonight’s dinner for Tom and planned to have scrambled eggs or something similar for myself. We’ll see how it goes. As for the remainder of the day, I hope to feel well enough to proceed, as usual, working on more corrections as soon as today’s post is uploaded.

At this point, I have 50 more days required to complete the corrections, which will be finalized just about the time we arrive in Arizona. After doing these for over a year, I can’t tell you how thrilled I will be to have this behind me. Almost every afternoon during the past year, I’ve been working on them. After all, there have been over 3300 posts since we began posting in March 2012.

Right now, I have about 1000 left. Recently I increased the pace and can manage to do 20  post corrections per day, an increase from my previous 10. Sure, I’ve missed some days here and there and don’t fuss about it, but it’s often on my mind after uploading the new daily post.

Since I don’t have to concentrate quite as much while doing the corrections, as opposed to preparing a new post, I usually have a podcast or movie in the background on a split-screen. It helps me to stay entertained during the tedious process. I can’t imagine how wonderful it will feel in the future to have my afternoons free to do whatever I’d like.

In Arizona, the roads are evenly paved, and I will begin walking outside each day. I may do it comparably to the process I did in India while in lockdown by getting up and walking every hour, rather than one long walk. I will listen to podcasts as I’d done in those long corridors. Plus, it helps to get up out of a chair and move every hour instead of going out once a day.

I am looking forward to walking again, which I haven’t done much while in Marloth Park with the uneven pothole-ridden dirt roads. The cool crisp air in Arizona in the wintertime is pleasant for walking outdoors.

So, that’s it for today, dear readers. We hope you have a pleasant day. We’ll be back with updates tomorrow.

Be well.

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

This photo was posted one year ago while we were in lockdown in Mumbai, India, on day #167. There we were, at last, in Kenya, Africa, on this date in 2013. We were hot and sweaty as we embarked on our first walk outside the gated complex, onto the main road, definitely a daytime-only event. For more photos, please click here.

Visit to a dentist in South Africa…More excitement at “home”…Remembering a friend in the “Photo from one yea ago”…

From left to right, at the reception desk are Dr. Luzaan, assistants Daleen, and Melanie. They can be reached at 061 608 9323 for appointments.

“Sighting of the Day in the Bush”

Male impalas who rarely visit our yard stopped by last night for a few pellets. They’re timid, and any sudden movement will make them dash off in a hurry. During the mating season, they bark when claiming their territory among other males. It’s a sound like no different sound we’ve heard in the bush.

As we drove through Kruger National Park two days ago, I felt a sharp pain in my right bottom molar several times over three or fours hours. It was over three months ago, while we were on the Antarctica cruise, that a temporary filling I’d had in Costa Rica finally fell out.

When we’d gone to the dentist in Costa Rica (click here for details), for some reason, I didn’t feel right having the dentist entirely replace the chipped filling. Instead, I asked for a temporary filling, knowing that something else would have to be done in time.  

The spotless waiting room in Dr. Luzaan Du Preez’s dental office is located two doors from Wimpy’s in the Spar Shopping Centre in Komatipoort.

Once the temporary filling was in place, I didn’t give it another thought until it fell out during dinner while on the cruise. Since there was no pain or discomfort, just a gaping hole in the tooth, I’d figured that in time I’d get it repaired. 

The well-equipped modern treatment room was the most sophisticated we’d seen in years with the latest and most professional equipment.

Oh, good grief. I don’t like medical stuff. But, if we still lived in the US, from time to time, we’d go to a dentist, a doctor, an ophthalmologist, or others for a wide variety of aches, pains, and illnesses that occur to us at any age. No one is exempt from these issues.

Many zebras were hanging around the yard when we returned from the dentist appointment and grocery shopping in Komatipoort. Of course, we gave them pellets, apples, and carrots.

Unfortunately, living outside our home country and unsure of the quality of medical care in many countries, taking care of medical issues is fraught with a certain degree of fear and apprehension. 

Warthogs are always lurking in the bush, waiting for other animals to stop by so they can partake in the pellet offerings. No wonder they are called wart “hogs.” Five zebras were munching.

Are things sterile?  Will we “catch” something in the doctor’s office? Is the doctor educated sufficiently to handle our concerns, or do they do “cookie-cutter” treatment for all their patients? One never knows. 

As we’ve worked with Dr. Theo Stronkhorst in Komatipoort for our vaccination boosters and my gastro issues, we’ve felt confident in his care. His knowledge and attention to detail are impeccable.

Then, there were seven zebras.

Yesterday’s appointment with Dr. Luzaan made us both feel the same way, resulting in our booking appointments to have our teeth cleaned on May 3rd. What an exceptional dentist! Plus, the entire bill, including x-rays, was only ZAR 625 (US $50.28)!

She took x-rays of my tooth to discover it has a crack, most likely from grinding my teeth at night, which I’ve done all of my life. She explained that the filling she replaced might not last forever, mainly if I eat anything hard to chew on that side. In essence, the tooth may eventually need a root canal and crown. I was in no mood for that right now or at any time soon.

Zebras tend to stay close to one another due to their distinctive stripes acting as a point of confusion to predators. However, in Marloth Park, generally, there are no predators. Although, recently, lions have been sighted.

She gently repaired the filling without anesthetic (to which I jumped only a few times), and we were off to the grocery store, meat market, and biltong store for the foodstuffs we need over the next week.

Another holiday is on the horizon, and once again, Marloth Park will be packed with tourists. We won’t be returning to Kruger until the holiday is over after the weekend. We hear it’s the “May Day” holiday which wasn’t mainly celebrated in the US in our old lives.  Instead, we celebrated “Labor Day” on the first Monday in September.

They stayed around for quite a while, occasionally tossing a kick toward a warthog who honed in on their treats.

By 3:00 pm, we were back home, put away all the groceries, and settled in on the veranda to a busy night in the bush. We used the gas grill to make pork chops for Tom and lamb for me, along with bacony green beans and homemade low-carb almond flour muffins, a real treat when warmed and topped with butter. 

Several times during dinner, we had to jump up to accommodate visitors. But, we don’t mind. A cold plate of food is just fine as long as we can spend time with the animals who stop by day and night, always making us smile.

Enjoy your day and evening! 

Photo from one year ago today, April 25, 2017:

One year ago today, we posted a story and this photo (not ours) about our friend and loyal reader Glenn, who passed away a few days earlier. It’s with love, respect, and reverence that we recall his memory and post this photo once again as we think of Glenn and his lovely wife Staci, with whom we’ve stayed in close touch. For the full story, please click here.