Oppulance. There, we said it. And we ain't ashamed to say it either!
Staring at poor people was becoming a bit of a drag. So we made a bee line for Sun City.
We were advised that a room at The Palace would set us back a cool 360 pounds. Phill mumbled something along the lines of 'an ambassador for the travel industry' and produced a dog eared business card as proof and we were in... for 74 quid. HAPPY DAYS we hear you exclaim!
This possibly is the best hotel either of us has stayed at. Take a look at the photos.
Phill spun the wheel of the ipod and selected a Bucks Fizz number one that summed up the moment. We returned to our room last night and found rose petals scattered on the bed and bathroom floor.
This was just a little treat. Tonight we are sleeping in a shed in the garden of a backpackers. Cinderella. In the morning we leave for Mozambique. Machine gun totting teenagers may be a thing of the past, but we can be sure Maputo ain't no Sun City. Back into the cauldron.
PaS