It is rather fun visiting a country that is smaller than some cities. Swaziland, completely enclosed by South Africa.
I am here to visit my sister and see where she has come to live.
With a population of 1.23 million it has fewer people than Johannesburg where I live. Jo’burg has over 3 million. It has fewer people than the 66 largest cities in the world.
It is less than 18,000 km2.
What it does have is smiles. Such nice people. You just have to realise you will be happily smiled out after a visit here.
The smile is contageous, even the South African on our side of the border was so delightful I wondered if he was going to sell me a family of goats or something.
Yesterday I drove here, and at the border realised that this is the first time I have been the driver and owner of the vehicle going over an international border. Easy? They made it easy, and I was lucky enough to beat a busload of teenagers going through, or I may have felt l little differently.
I realised yesterday I have never really done the tourist thing in my own country. If you live here you get into your or someone else’s car and drive, or fly the longer distances.
So for next spring I want to plan a trip in a fancy bus with a driver and tour guide to go down south to see the vistas of spring flowers. We have dry areas that become so amazingly beautiful with acres and acres of wildflowers all celebrating spring. Not that I am wild about being on a bus, but to see the sights without the need to concentrate on the road should be wonderful.