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Monday crossing into South Africa. | Peace at Duiker's Den.

After getting up before dawn, we got on a Greyhound bus headed to Nelspruit in South Africa. It was a surprisingly comfortable journey, sitting in huge comfy seats watching the landscape as we drove past. Mid-way we had to get off the bus to pass through the border. We literally had to walk across the border which made the reality of crossing from one country to another a lot more real than when going through immigration at an airport. The weather was warm and nice and on arrival in Nelspruit we were picked up by our host of Duiker's Den, the cottage we would be renting for the days we are here.

The cottage is lovely. And the property it's on is beautiful. Amazing views and places to go for lovely walks. And even a bit of wildlife in the form of colourful birds, deer and other animals. That combined with a deep sense of peace makes it the perfect place for some days of just resting and reflecting on what the past week has held. The hosts are lovely and so hospitable, and I think our whole team of 4 look forward to dialling down and finding rest and being refreshed. It's going to be a good week.

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