Port Elizabeth


We have left Amakhala and have now arrived in Port Elizabeth. We’re on the beach front feeling hot and tired from our 5am game drive this morning. We did manage to have an outside shower before we left Hlosi Lodge, but the heat is very intense. Here’s our view from our bed..


We looked around the local shops and nearly bought some bracelets, but found they were made from elephants tail hair, so decided against it. The pool at the hotel looked inviting but the sea was so close and beautiful we just had to get in there. The waves were high and crashed rhythmically on the beach.

The lifeguard flags only allowed limited access to the beach, so we had lots of people laughing and jumping through the waves with us. Lots of the local girls were in the sea in their clothes. It had been a very hot day so I guess nobody cared about being drenched in sea water.

We also spoke to an old SA couple on the beach. They had originally come from Cape Town but had to settle in Port Elizabeth for work. They were very friendly and chatty and wanted to tell us all about PE. Unfortunately, we were only here for one night so we were unable to explore as much as we would have liked to.

We dressed up and went for cocktails overlooking the beach at a bar called Ginger. As you can imagine, many drinks were made with root ginger, so we tried four and were not disappointed.

In the evening, we found a nice restaurant about a km away from our hotel. Mark had seen it recommended on Trip Advisor. It was called The Coach House was in an elevated position, overlooking the sea. All the staff wore long, elegant, royal blue dresses that enhanced their slim figures. We only managed to get a table inside, as all the outside tables were reserved. The place soon filled up and the waitresses were kept very busy.

Mark had the fillet steak and it was absolutely delicious. He also had mussel soup which was also tasty. I had pork chops and ate every mouthful – yum.









A lovely walk along the beach pathway and we were back at the Beach Hotel, ready for our last sleep in South Africa.







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