First departure: rained out....

Leaving Plett prooved harder then expected... Not because of sentimental reasons (which were there of course as well) but because of massive rain. The entire area had already been flooded and quiet a number of houses had to be evacuated.

Check out the biggest hotel and see where the little bridge is leading to now;-)



And the morning we wanted to leave, the minute we stuck out our thumb, Mercurius started crying. After 45 minutes of acting pathetic like drowned kittens, we abandonned and retreated to the nearest gas station where we tried drying off. B-plan was to take the night bus so we spend a quiet day, which was actually quite nice, without worries and hassle, before heading off to East London. Off course our usual luck off buses prevailed and we again broke down two hours away from Plett. But eventually we arrived in East London and from there we hitch hiked to Coffee Bay on the Wild Coast.