What the hell is wrong with you people. Are you  all ‘too cool for school’ -fresh off a movie set -model wannabee twits.Sort out the attitude problem!

After a scenic drive along route 62 we finally made it to prets house , just under table mountain. A braai and a few drinks in the hammock, perfect way to end the day.

The story of Ronnies Sex Shop on Route 62.

Situated in the middle of nowhere, and i’m taking 2 hours away from the next farmhouse, lies a white building and usually a full car park.Ronnies Sex Shop has become a bit of a cult attraction and a must stop for anyone travelling Route 62.

Ronnie, a charactor of note, bought the farm years back. Being the only place around for miles he opened a small shop selling refreshments and stuff to the odd person passing by.He named it Ronnies Shop. One day while on holiday ,some friends decided to spruce things up by adding the word sex between ronnies and shop.

Ronnie never got round to painting it over. And luckily not. He noticed that more people were stopping to investigate the shop. 10 years later, the dudes world famous, and Ronnies Sex Shop is actually a bar , filled with signatures from traveller around the world.It mandatory, that if you are travelling to cape town on route 62 that you stop for a beer and a chat with ronnie and make sure you sign the wall.

Emilia left a pair of her paties hanging up over the bar, as she was too young to sign her name.

A couple hours at Nature Valley was all we could afford and with the weather so wet we decided to carry on driving and head inland to Oudtshoorn, one of the driest places in Safrica.We weren’t wrong either, as soon as we got over the pass we were greeted by a mars like landscape, and sun!Oudtsoon,The Karoo and Route 62 are a must for anyone planing to travel Safrica.
After a little trouble trying to find accommodation we settled for a b and b instead of a hostel.The friendly owner made a few phone calls and we were soon on our way to a farm to feed some 3 legged springboks and the odd ostrich.
Oudtshoon is a blast from the past, old colonial style house and buildings and a staunch Afrikaner stronghold. One thing that i noticed was the total lack of security guards and electric fencing , and the fact that there were actually people walking around by themselves..at night! The locals were very friendly , no more so than our host who was always on the phone to places making arrangements for us. When we do come back to South Africa i think we will spend more time exploring this region.

The next morning we woke early with plans of driving through to Cape Town, but our arms were twisted and we stopped off at another farm,to go pet some cheetahs!For 10 pound Maria got up close and personal with one, much to the jealousy of Emilia.