Thursday, January 22, 2009

The Book Case in Sabie

It's humid and overcast in Sabie; today I can't smell wood chips and pine on the thick air and my clothes are trying to stick to my body. We're heading to Graskop for coffee, maybe pancakes, then to God's Window... if His curtians are open. At this point the mist is swirling and has been since yesterday afternoon; although none of the stunning mountain views are visible, it's a moody, delightfully melancholic world we're contentedly snailing through.One of my highlights in this town, other than the Fanie Botha hiking trail and the Woodsman Inn, is the Book Case for secondhand books, where I bought four ancient Gavin Maxwell books for R12 each, books I've been perving for just under a year.
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