Slow down, you move too fast...Customs fees on a package we received...Scroll to the end for a favorite new photo...

Yesterday morning, on our way home after refueling the pink car at the "petrol" station this 
giraffe made it clear that she had the right of way.  

We've found that every three months or so, it's necessary to place an order for supplies.  As we've mentioned in the past, the shipping costs are outrageous, particularly if we need the package to arrive quickly.
 
After one of our surge protectors were confiscated from our carry on at the Dubai airport and an electrical converter and another power strip burned out in Kenya from the generator, we were operating our digital equipment with minimal supplies.  Appropriate replacements for these were nowhere to be found in Kenya nor in South Africa.

"Yum, these taste better on this side of the road," she says. 

After the annoyance of swapping the plug in for our laptops every few hours, we decided it was time to place an order which we did as usual through Amazon. Plus, I needed a pair of Keds leather slip-ons.  The pair I'd been wearing (one of only a few pairs of shoes that I own) were worn beyond one more wearing.

Most items are shipped free to our Nevada, USA mailing serviceWhen all of the items arrive, they remove the packing materials and ship it all in one box.
The treetop munching was still pretty good on this side of the road for these two.

This time, we chose to send it through the US Postal Service sending it the slowest and least costly way, which hopefully would arrive in six weeks or less. Earlier than expected, Louise walked in the door with our box of supplies on Tom's birthday, December 23rd, handing us a slip of paper saying we owed ZAR $279, US $26.97 to the local post office for customs fees.

Immediately, we knew the cause of the extra fees...the pair of shoes.  While in Kenya, placing the order a few days before we'd left, I'd read that South Africa doesn't allow pairs of shoes to be shipped, only one shoe per box.

A pile of Vervet Monkeys we spotted when we went to the post office to pay our outstanding 
bill.  They were living near a dumpster situated behind the little strip mall.

Thus, when customs opened the box and saw the pair of shoes, they'd decided to let them go through but would charge the fee.   But, I have my shoes, never having been so happy with a new pair of shoes, extra fees and all.

Having hooked up our two new power strips, we no longer have to swap back and forth, making life a little easier, not that life in Marloth Park is tough.

Skittish around people, they aren't shy around food, constantly on the lookout for scraps.

Sure, there are many insects, some scary, the heat can be unbearable at times (with comfortable days in between), most of the roads are unpaved and bumpy, but who's complaining?

Had this been a holiday/vacation for a mere week or two this by far would have been the most glorious holiday/vacation of our lives.  Knowing we have over two more months in Marloth Park, enjoying its many wonders makes our hearts leap with joy.

Flowers aren't prolific in Marloth Park.  The few that grow are stunning.

Tonight, we'll dine in, the second night in a row, savoring a giant piece of trimmed beef tenderloin that we cut into ample sized fillets, enough to last both nights with sauteed Portobella mushrooms, two side vegetables, and a bowl of our daily staple, coleslaw.  

Today, a cooler day than yesterday's scorcher, we'll lounge on the veranda awaiting visitors and later take a sunset drive to search for more.
This photo was taken a few days ago with the sun in my eyes.  It wasn't until I downloaded it to my computer that I realized that the two birds were on the impala's back. Check out the babies sitting in the grass near their mom.

Tonight, we'll watch the second half of the recent movie, "The Butler." Gee...I could do this forever. Life is good.


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