So...after all that hassle of trying to get up to the Kruger National Park I was determined to be comfortable on the way back.
So on the way up the van was set up like this:
Nobody space Spain Spain
Germany space Spain Spain
London space Germany Germany
As you can see, the best seat in the van belonged to the Second Germany person behind the passenger seat. Still in the action, but tons of leg room. And as you can see, I had the worst seat, positioned over the wheel well and next to elbows lady from Germany.
So on the way home I was really wanting that Germany seat. Bad. So because we got dropped off last at the treehouse, we were first to be picked up. So I sat in my chair and I was so excited. YES! I'm not normally a me-first person, but I knew it wouldn't seem selfish because I'm traveling alone and that was a one-seater. Plus I suffered the whole way there and I would be darned if I was going to suffer the whole way back! Anyway the trailer got hooked up to our van and off we went. Then we picked up the other people. And then I got this pit in my stomach, like, what if somebody asks me to move? What will I say? What if we're not going to be in this van? But we had the trailer, so of course the other people would get in our van right?
They took the trailer off our van and put it on the other one, and we had to move. So I lost my spot. Well maybe I could get a good seat in the new van.
And then, just like I KNEW would happen, I was shuffled into the back seat in the exact same position as last time. Except now it was:
Nobody space Germany Ireland
Germany space Spain Spain
Japan space Spain Spain
So at least I wasn't with the elbow-y German lady, but it was still so squishy and boy was I MAD. This kind of thing always happens to me.
Luckily the French girls got off about 3 hours later and then I had the seat in the back with just the Irish guy and I read almost my whole book.
And as you can see the drive back was very beautiful in the daylight. We got to get out and stretch a little and look at the Drachensburg Mountains. We also shopped and I bought a wooden thing of three women but it broke on the way home. London bought one and I decided I had to have one too. But I only had 90 rand in my pocket and he paid 150 for his. It was marked for 450 so I thought he did a good job negotiating. London gave me a 200 rand and I offered 120 because mine was smaller than his and she gave it to me for 130. Well then I got back on the van and one of the Spanish ladies said she got hers for 85. I hate the whole negotiating system! And I think I only wanted my thing because the guy from London bought one. I decided I wasn't going to buy anything and then when he bought his I guess I figured I had to have it. So now I have it but it's broken.
And then the flight back was uneventful and Mineska picked me up and we went to the Schwarztrauber's house and watched music videos and that's when I typed the world's longest blog entry and it got lost.