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Week 1

Technically, we've been away from Cape Town for just over a week - but what's a few extra hours given the time difference? I'll take it!

The last time we visited Vermont, we blogged daily. So let me just put it out there now already - it's going to be a little different this time... I've decided that we'll post when we can; since we're one more human busier, we're experiencing extremely warm, lethargy-inducing weather and well - I'm the boss of this blog! But since the last chapter was so useful in keeping a good record of our trip, I will do my best to keep it as regular as possible.

Here are a few highlights of the week that's been:

It's hot (like 34 degrees celcius some days) but we didn't pack bathers so we haven't had a swim yet. Not ideal but not a train-smash either. I guess our Wintery minds just didn't really think about it while packing!


We found the local library and checked out some books. I'll admit, the kids' first choices were a bit ambitious so we convinced them to start a little smaller and will bring them back to exchange for others in the next 2 weeks.


It rains rather aggressively here but it doesn't affect the temperature (refer to point 1). One evening we were sitting around the outdoor dinner table and didn't move until it really started klapping, because it was just such a relief!


We've found a lower sugar summer snack that everyone enjoys and is super easy to make: 2 types of yoghurt (if you want the colour difference) and some fresh fruit pieces. Voila! We've also done a frozen aanmaak lemonade juice version - call it ice cream and sorbet if you must.



We're all out of SA chocolate but honestly surprised that it even lasted this long. Long live Cadbury's Whole Nut chocolate. What a treat. Baby was less than impressed to find an empty wrapper. Good thing she doesn't realise (yet) that she's in the land of Reece's Peanut Butter Cups, Hersheys and more!



Using the raw milk that we collect from a farm down the road, we're trying our hand at homemade butter and buttermilk. It's a learning curve for sure and with all the baking we like to try, it's going to be a lot cheaper this way if we can get it right.




Each child has met at least 1 new peer since we've arrived. The older two have had a few more opportunities to mix with kids their age and we enjoy watching the accents twist and turn. This photo was taken on our way to church on Sunday past.


We forgot to bring the African Baby Carrier, but we could improvise. No travel blog entry is complete without a photo like this, it seems. I have one with First Born in Buenos Aires and another with Middle Son in Norwich. Doesn't matter where we are, this works!



And that's a wrap of week 1!



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