


Six different dialects, old people struggling with sticks, children running amok, a bus that was stuck between two parked cars, it’s Dutch passengers hugely unimpressed.


So this was what Kruger was all about, then we made our way to the deck.

We had been up since 3:30 after a fairly heavy night and drive from Cape Town, I needed coffee and breakfast, so that’s what we did.
Breakfast at Mugg and Bean

Now it certainly wasn't our intention to come to Kruger and sit in a glorified coffee shop, but the staff were friendly, the much needed coffee very good and then there was the deck



I went from fairly frazzled from the journey, lack of sleep and mornings events, to refreshed and overwhelmed within about twenty minutes. Although the restaurant and deck was busy, we somehow could shut out the world and just admire the view.


So this felt more like it. Even the Elly crossing the Sabie upstream seemed chilled out. We watched them for over hour before plucking up the courage to go and confront our checking in experience for our 1st night.


