King William's Town

It turned cold and rainy the morning we left Cape Town--more the weather we had been expecting than the wonderful weather we had. We flew to East London, east along the south coast--ahead of the cold front, into nice weather again. Reuben and Patricia drove down from King William's Town. I thinking Patricia should not have come. She has been in the hospital with pneumonia and is not fully recovered. I'm afraid she has gotten worse while we were here despite napping most of yesterday afternoon.

The parsonage 

After years in Africa, I always find the poinsettias Americans use for decoration at Christmas to be pathetically small.

Steve went back into East London with Reuben yesterday morning for a business meeting. He read a book in the back and simply enjoyed conversation in the car (45 minutes each way.) Patricia and I had an adventure when the wind, which had been whipping around enough to dry our clothes on the line with no need for ironing, blew the veranda awning into the pool along with one of the plastic chairs. It took three of us to get it out again and collapse it so it wouldn't blow back.

We came for the sake of visiting old friends so it didn't matter that Patricia wasn't up to going out and doing tourist stuff. Fun to catch up with their kids and meet some of their church friends who came for Bible study last evening. Steve led on Ephesians 1.

View from across the road, over the playing fields of a private school

The cold front has reached here, so I guess it is time to move on. We drove back to East London this morning to take a flight back to Johannesburg, rent a car and drive north of Pretoria to our hosts for the conference. According to the weather apps, it should be nice and warm.