We were all packed and ready to go, but that didn’t mean we wanted to leave.
It was our last day and it was going to be spent shopping in a local mall and craft fair before heading to the airport of our over night flight.
The craft fair was great with loads of stalls filled with perfect souvenirs and gifts for friends and family. And all for the right price, if you know how to haggle. I think I saw almost all of AFO there and we definitely confused some of the stall vendors a bit walking around with our matching polo shirts on. They might have thought the same people just kept walking by all the time, not know just how many of us there were.
We then hunted for lunch, no Zebra today unfortunately, just a Subway for me. We then went for a walk around the mall and my small group found a few members in a sport shop buying some rugby jerseys.
Myself, Scott, Ronan and Kirsten then went to the arcade to see what we could find. We ended up spending the rest of our time playing mini golf. But not just any mini golf. It was lit up by neon painted statues and if you were afraid of clowns this was not the game for you, but we all had a great time.
Then it was back to the buses for one last time in South Africa.We checked into the airport, in possibly the quickest time we have ever done and had some free time to shop around. Some people even stopped for some Häagen-Dazs ice cream. It was delicious.
We then settled into our seats on the plane for a long night of movies, food and terrible sleep.