France's Travels - Op pad - Jozi bound

We set the alarm for early - and agonized over having to climb out from the covers at dawn, packed up and packed in and packed away our several and many bags and suitcases and we are back on the road returning to Home... Well Joburg home for MrT... Technically he was leaving mom's home to return to his Jozi-home.

I got my knee high travelling socks and short pants on for travelling-fashion-oddity amusements.

MrT chose a scenic route home through the sugarcane fields through Zululand around the small mountains/large hills. (about a B-cup #guyjoke)

While admiring the awesome mountain road views and the african huts and rolling green hills of sugar cane, we're keeping our eyes peeled for cops. (Aaargh for 80km/h zones because people build homes too close to the regional roads)

We picked up a Monkey Apple a few days ago and as awesome as the sweet spicey aroma is... It's beginning to make my stomach turn after 2 hours of travelling only.

Funny though after 3 weddings in 10 days and residing with and Afrikaans family and meeting lots of Afrikaans friends of MrT, my mind is firstly going wedding crazy and I keep translating everything I say into Afrikaans inside my head.

Hopefully it will wear off in a day or two...

Frankie's Travels - RB wedding 3 day 1

Today I will be attending the civil ceremony of MrT's brother's impending nuptials. They are having their wedding tomorrow at the yatch club but today we get the legal proceeding out the way.

So pretty clothes tomorrow and jeans and a little less pretty clothes today.

I still decided to put in an effort so today I pulled on my pretty jeans and managed MrT to take me shopping for a nice blouse. Then threw on some funky accessories and a plastic flower behind my ear and to be honest - I'm feeling pretty smart in today's threads :)

... I just hope I can top it for the wedding-wedding tomorrow.

Unfortunately we thought the ceremony was at 2pm and so we were dressed and ready to go before 1 to go collect the groom.

The ceremony is at 3pm... It's 34 degrees inside...

We're clustered inside the bridal couples small lounge under the spinning fan watching some silly tv show.

Some thoughts based on the silly tv...

- I wonder if comedians get paid per f-bomb dropped...

- I fear I am the only one here embarrassed for MrT's mom having to sit through this with us.

- Are racist jokes ever funny in mixed company?

- Is it weird to laugh at sex jokes in front of your parents?

- how many of us here will be thinking about the comedians below the belt jokes during the wedding ceremony.

- I wonder when we'll get around to lunchtime ... Sigh... :/