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Happiness Is The Road
It had been a cold but bee free night. When I got up at about 9 I was the only person left on the site. There had only been three of us camped there anyhow. There were however a few bees, they were returning from their hive to annoy the patrons of the camp site. I decided to go and have my breakfast at one of the lookouts with an ocean view, bee free. What a view for breakfast, this really is an idyllic lifestyle. I am just loving this trip and the freedom I have to think and be me free from the restrictions of a 'normal' life. My soul is free and I am happy, very happy. Happiness most definitely is the road. After brekkie drove to Port Lincoln, which is a pretty big place. It has traffic lights and big supermarkets. I needed to stock up on food and was pleased when I found a Woolworths and a Woolworths petrol station with cheap fuel. I also wanted to find a Telstra shop so I could get Jay a sim card for when she gets here. The nice lady on the checkout at Woolworths pointed me in the right direction. She was telling me that she had visited Manchester a couple of years ago. The lady at the petrol station also knew Manchester as she used to live in Warrington 24 years ago. She sounded like a proper Aussie now. I easily found the Telstra shop and was happy to find a K-Mart next door. K-Mart sells everything except food. I managed to get a comfy outside chair for Jay for when she gets here and a double USB for powering stuff up when I'm driving. I've just got too many things that need power! Shopping done I headed to the camp site which was about 2 kilometres away on the foreshore. It was a big site and I had a good view of the bay from my spot. Soon after I got there it started to rain and rained on and off for the rest of the day. I spent my time blogging, reading my Dom Joly book and listening to music. I also did my laundry so my mum and Jay can be very proud of me!
Dom Joly is just so funny. I love his sense of humour and just the way that he is generally with people. His latest book is called 'Scary Monsters & Super Creeps' in which he goes in search of six monsters from around the world including the Yeti and Bigfoot. He also went in search of a lake monster in the Congo called Mokele-Mbembe. This section of the book was the funniest and had me in stitches! Dom was in a restaurant in the capital, Brazzaville, and I quote from the book:-
I ordered an Um Bongo to try to fit in. The waiter looked desperate to please but eventually returned to ask me to repeat my order.
' I'd like an Um Bongo please'
He disappeared again but returned quickly, shaking his head in a disconsolate manner. He admitted that they had no such drink.
I wasn't going to let this go.
'I understand that you don't have any Um Bongo on the premises. Perhaps you have run out due to the high consumption rate? When will you be restocked?'
The waiter looked mortified to have to admit that he had never heard of Um Bongo.
'Are you Congolese?' I asked him. He confirmed that he was born and bred in Brazzaville. 'And you have never heard of the soft drink Um Bongo?'
The waiter shook his head and slunk away. I was dumbfounded. All those years I'd been taken in by the Um Bongo TV adverts with the catchy song: 'Um Bongo Um Bongo, they drink it in the Congo...'. It was all lies. The company responsible for the drink - the sinister sounding Gerber's Juice Company Ltd (known as Libby's to make them sound friendly) had been lying to us all. Nobody drunk Um Bongo in the Congo. Nobody had even heard of Um Bongo in the bloody Congo. I smelt a lawsuit and ordered a beer instead.
Dom Joly is just so funny. I love his sense of humour and just the way that he is generally with people. His latest book is called 'Scary Monsters & Super Creeps' in which he goes in search of six monsters from around the world including the Yeti and Bigfoot. He also went in search of a lake monster in the Congo called Mokele-Mbembe. This section of the book was the funniest and had me in stitches! Dom was in a restaurant in the capital, Brazzaville, and I quote from the book:-
I ordered an Um Bongo to try to fit in. The waiter looked desperate to please but eventually returned to ask me to repeat my order.
' I'd like an Um Bongo please'
He disappeared again but returned quickly, shaking his head in a disconsolate manner. He admitted that they had no such drink.
I wasn't going to let this go.
'I understand that you don't have any Um Bongo on the premises. Perhaps you have run out due to the high consumption rate? When will you be restocked?'
The waiter looked mortified to have to admit that he had never heard of Um Bongo.
'Are you Congolese?' I asked him. He confirmed that he was born and bred in Brazzaville. 'And you have never heard of the soft drink Um Bongo?'
The waiter shook his head and slunk away. I was dumbfounded. All those years I'd been taken in by the Um Bongo TV adverts with the catchy song: 'Um Bongo Um Bongo, they drink it in the Congo...'. It was all lies. The company responsible for the drink - the sinister sounding Gerber's Juice Company Ltd (known as Libby's to make them sound friendly) had been lying to us all. Nobody drunk Um Bongo in the Congo. Nobody had even heard of Um Bongo in the bloody Congo. I smelt a lawsuit and ordered a beer instead.
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