Sunday Sunday...

Takze dnes se nam do domecku nastehovalo 9 novejch lidi, je to skupina mladiku a maldic z Canady, GB, Ameriky a Zelandu a jeden bludny Holandan. Misto 9 rano jak nam bylo receno dorazili v 7(fakt tu neni nic jak vypada nebo jak se domluvi, snad ani kdyz za to zaplatis), takze jsem se rychle osprchla a vydala se je privitat na zaprazi. Pak jsme jim ze zbytku nasich zasob udelaly s Marion kornflaky a jogurt s bananem. Nesla nam totiz elektrika... v noci byla bourka. Takze oni po tom co prileteli ze Zelandu (posun hodin +11 oproti JAR) kde se 3 mesice pratelili museli na kafco cekat asi 2 hodky. No teda vlastne ne protoze Marion sla vedle k Amikum a oni maj v zasobe plynovy varic, no jako na tabore, fakt. Taky se nas 'chytry' koordinator vcera uplne nahodou rozhodl ze nevi co ti chudinkove budou dneska jist... min nez 24 hodin pred jejich prijezdem, coz je typicky, jelikoz je to idiot, kterej uz by v CR nebo USA byl davno vyhozenej z podniku... takze zacal litat kolem a koktat, ze co jim teda uvarime, a ja ze co bych jim mela varit ze je jim jako me a tak si uvari sami, akorat ase musi jit omacka (k tem testovinam), na to mame specialni pani, ktera nam toho vetsinu priveze polovinu... ta by taky v EU neprezila a tak on ji zavolal a kupodivu se ukazala do hodiny se spizama a bratvurstem ze pry budeme grilovat. Kdo bude grolovat, ptam se? ... Samozrejme, ja a Marion, kreten si sel samozrejme rano do kostela a nase evropska pohostinnost se postarala o vse ostatni, var pro 15 lidi... pozvali jsme i Amiky od vedle. Takze ja se ho ptam kde ze mame uhli na gril...a on ze musime vzit drevo, jenze v noci lilo jako z konve a me Marion poverila rozdelanim ohne (zlaty Dece kde to vzycky Smira nebo Podperka zaridili) no tak ja se prodrala ve svych flipflopkach pres hromadu haraburdi, abych se dostala ke drevu, ktery bylo samo sebou prochcany, a pak se snazila rozdelat ohynek, samozrejme mi to kourilo a neslo mi to pokud jsem tam porad neprihazovala siru nebo co jsem to nasla pod drezem za sajrajt... pak mi jeden (a pak druhy) 13 lety chlapec prisli pomoc...nastesti. Pak prisli kluci Amici a bylo o ohen postarano...takze me by v praveku vyhodili ze smecky, protoze je jasny, ze ja se o ohen postarat neumim. Ale nakonec jsme to pomoci ohne, panve a trouby zvladly a nakrmili 15 lidi i ty chlapce ktery mi pomahali s ohnem. No takze braai, neboli grilovani se delo a docela se to vydarilo. Amici a nase nova skupina se seznamili, jsou to vsichno krestani a tak se jim to lehce povida...

So today we had 9 new people move into our cottage. Dorothee, lives at a hospital ward all alone and I am here in our little place with full occupancy +1, with one bathroom. We were doing our best last night after the movie Savages (recommended highly) to clean up the place a little and move Marion into my bedroom since she lived in the one with 6 beds. The kids were supposed to show up at 9am, which ofcourse was not the case, as nothing is what it supposed to be here... so no surprise, they showed up at 7am, came from a three monthlong-getting-to-know-each-other retreat in New Zealand. So they flew 11 against time to find me and Marion, with no electricity, no yoghurt left for mussli, could not even offer them a coffee nothing. So we gave them some scraps of mussli and corflakes with the rest of the milk that we had, and then went to our friends next door to beg for a propane cooker. No Starbucks type of mocca, skinny, no whip super foamed, but the instant is getting better and better, let me tell ya.
Then yesterday, after we have known that these 9 lovely people are coming for weeks and the person in charge could have planned for it, the idea came to him only yesterday that we will not have enough food for them, hence we were going to have a braai, a cookout- understand We - He went to church, we cooked. Luckily it all went fine even after my adventure with setting the wet wood on fire... thank you Abby, Comfort and Brendan for helping me with that, because I already kind of gave up and started up the bratwurst on the pan...the electricity came back on in the mean time. Anyway, we were able to make it, thanks to Marion who coordinated everything and all the new people and some of our friends next door were able to have some good lunch, other than rice and salad...