Only got 19 kms and my front wheel was flat and being a Saturday no tyre shops were open so flagged down a local biker who helped me. He went home got his car and drove me back to my hotel to get my tools, cause I had taken off my panniers so had nothing with me, like an idiot. First time I have done that and then I get a puncture.
He dropped me off and I battled away for an hour and a half and then abondoned my plans and went back to my hotel and went swimming.
Had a shower and then sat on the balcony enjoying the view with a cold juicy and then I hear my nieghbour on the phone talking Afrikaans to her mother ! She finishes the conversation and awhile later pops her head over and apolgises for banging on my wall last night. So I reply in Afrikaans and she's astounded and then the normal SABS went on . They thought I was making a noise in my room late last night so he banged on the wall a few times, then discovered it was a rat in the room and was it scratching on the wall, he then had to chase it out.
Anyhow, we all ended up going into Old Town to find a place to watch the rugby where there were fouteen Irish and only US two Saffas, and they beat us !
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