The Last few days saw us winding down from project and spending some time relaxing with one another. We went out for a meal with the KwaCare team where we ate some great food in a restraunt that overlooked the quay. Yesterday we went to a waterpark where we spent the day racing on the waterslides and visiting the on site aquarium.
We have all thorougly enjoyed our time in Durban. We even ended our time by writing a song for our driver. The following is Bright's song (to the tune of This little light of mine):
This little Bright of mine,
I'm gonna let him drive.
This little Bright of mine,
I'm gonna let him drive.
This little Bright of mine,
I'm gonna let him drive.
Let him drive.
Let him drive.
Let him drive.
Don't you take the keys; No
We've gotta let him drive.
Don't you take the keys; No
We've gotta let him drive.
Don't you take the keys; No
We've gotta let him drive.
Let him drive.
Let him drive.
Let him drive.
Can unglamete drive? No.
Because He's far too tall.
Can unglamete drive? No.
Because He's far too tall.
Can unglamete drive? No.
Because He's far too tall.
Far too tall.
Far too tall.
Far too tall.
Can tough guy drive? No.
Because he'd break the wheel.
Can tough guy drive? No.
Because he'd break the wheel.
Can tough guy drive? No.
Because he'd break the wheel.
Break the wheel.
Break the wheel.
Break the wheel.
Can good girl drive? No.
Because she's fast asleep.
Can good girl drive? No.
Because she's fast asleep.
Can good girl drive? No.
Because she's fast asleep.
Fast asleep.
Fast asleep.
Fast asleep.
Can Chloe drive? No.
She's in another group.
Can Chloe drive? No.
She's in another group.
Can Chloe drive? No.
She's in another group.
Another group.
Another group.
Another group.
Can Ruth drive? No.
Because she doesn't speak.
Can Ruth drive? No.
Because she doesn't speak.
Can Ruth drive? No.
Because she doesn't speak.
Doesn't speak.
Doesn't speak.
Doesn't speak.
Can April drive? No.
Because she's drawing in the bus.
Can April drive? No.
Because she's drawing in the bus.
Can April drive? No.
Because she's drawing in the bus.
Drawing,
Drawing,
In the bus.
Can Leah drive? No.
She's talking way too fast.
Can Leah drive? No.
She's talking way too fast.
Can Leah drive? No.
She's talking way too fast.
Way too fast.
Way too fast.
Way too fast.
Can Bright fly the bus? No.
Because it has no wings.
Can Bright fly the bus? No.
Because it has no wings.
Can Bright fly the bus? No.
Because it has no wings.
Has no wings.
Has no wings.
Has no wings.
This little bright of mine;
I'm gonna let him drive.
This little bright of mine;
I'm gonna let him drive.
This little bright of mine;
I'm gonna let him drive.
Let him drive.
Let him drive.
Let him drive.
We are currently in the airport playing card games in an attempt to make the next four hours before our flight back to the UK go slightly faster.
Thank you for all of your prayers and support during our time away. We have enjoyed every minute and have been blessed in so many ways.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
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