Leaving the Kloof was hard. I’m not even going to pretend otherwise. It was blissful and beautiful and it pulled at my heartstrings a little to leave. Driving away, it felt like it was the last day of camp, or the morning after a really great slumber party (you know, the ones where no one breaks down crying and the first person to fall asleep doesn’t have peanut butter smeared on her toes by the other guests).
We’d had a lovely time, and we were happy about that, but damn it, it was hard to see it end. It was tough to say goodbye.
Reliving the experience, as I have over the last few weeks on the blog, has been delightful. But it’s now time to move on, once again. Before I figuratively drag you all back to Cape Town (and eventually, out of South Africa all together), I wanted to take one last look at Bushman’s Kloof. Here are twelve photos that I felt best captured our time there. You may have seen some of these before in my other posts; my apologies for that. I didn’t mind looking at them again, and I hope you don’t, either.
- The long and winding road to Bushman’s Kloof.–
- The not-quite-infinite infinity pools near the main lodge.–
- My husband is the cutest thing ever (during a morning hike).–
- View from the patio of the Koro lodge.–
- Cave painting of an ox, between approx 2,000 – 10,000 years old.–
- High tea goodies.–
- Getting the stare down by a zebra during an evening drive.–
- Flowers outside our suite at the main lodge.–
- Rand tries to decide which of the springbok he will bring home as a pet.–
- A wary gecko interrupts our dinner at the Koro Lodge.–
- Kissing my beloved during an evening drive. –
- Saying goodbye to our absolutely amazing staff at the Kloof.