Me myself and I: Just a bit, Just to see how it feels

Lets begin the story of adventure in Knysner, now sound it out with me ny-ss-ner.

So it be, that its darling Nikita’s Birthday, and Happy Birthday to you; our gift to you is to sit in a car for 6 hours. But apparently that’s all right because Nikki has turned the big 2-3 and basically she says she’s old now so if this is what old people do then so be it.
She tried to pretend it wasn’t her Birthday, but I always succeed.

Birthdays ARE AWESOME.

Gearing up for a night out in Knysner, we where strictly told about an area we could not walk down. This area was right next to the main road. So far in Africa we haven’t been able to walk down any street at night. Therefore we where all a little spectacle of our adventure. We got there safe and sound, but as we walked past the unsafe area Nikki gets a “HELLO GORGEOUS” and boy did she take off running as if she was about to die!

We found this restaurant, which I would like to blankly call fairyland. The whole place was blue lit with white lace, beads, sparkling lights, statues of Buda and electro lounge music playing. As we where seated I asked for a good spot because it was Nikki’s Birthday and there was basically no one in there (I am that person ;))

Our waitress was definitely one of a kind, beads stuck to her face and the most la la attitude as if she was high. I swear she was probably smoking opium in the staff bathroom.

Me: “I’ll have a gin and water”

Her: Blank Stare

A moment later the owner comes up to us and sits down and says to
Nikki “Do you trust me?”

Nikki: "YUP"
I gave her a look 'are you sure'
Nikki: the look she gave me was... AM I SURE???

He then proceeds to pull our these beads that surrounded our waitresses face and starts decorating Nikki’s face, I actually sat there with my jaw almost touching the ground.
HOW COOL IS THIS GUY.

He decorates Nikki’s face and then leaves us several sheets to play with on each other,
AND YOU BET WE DID.
Even Robyn’s boyfriend Ross got into it.

So after a great dinner we left the place looking like we were headed to a rave.

Our next stop was the nightclub, but across the street from it people seemed to be having way more fun by the music and action-taking place on their balcony.

Walking in there all of a sudden I feel like we should definitely not be in this place every head turned and girls where glaring at us left right and center.
I guess as sad as it may be was a case of segregation.

So down the stairs we go and up the stairs to the nightclub.

We had a great time there, where we met some local people who totally accepted us into their group of friends. There was one little flaw about the night and that was these young “hood rats” taking pictures of Nikki and I. I approached her and asked her to delete them; she refused so that started a bit of a problem. Nikki over heard them in the bathroom saying they where going to beat our ass. Well its safe to say they never succeeded in that.
ALL TALK HOODRATS ALL TALK.

The following day we went on a day adventure down by the waterfront. Went shopping and found unique knick-nacks.