We visited Twanana a few times. We always made it a family-get-together with the youngest cousins 3 and 7.
We were warned on our first stay that an old male lion might pay us a visit. This meant that we had to be on guard at all times.
Getting the 'donkey' up and running for hot water was a bit of a problem as it is quite a distance away from the lapa or huts. The water pump was also down the road from the huts but out of bounds at night so it could only be started in the mornings.
One evening we were a bit late in starting up the donkey, so we had to make it a team effort to walk up to the donkey and light it up. Talking about a donkey it is quite a difficult concept for little 3 year olds to grasp for the simple reason that they always want look inside to see if he can find the donkey
On this particular evening with the donkey team effort my one aunt was clutching the small little hand of this 3 year old boy. With everything dead quiet because no electricity and no people around but us, the tension is running high. Suddenly a soft little voice pierces through the silence: “Tannie, jy maak my hand seer” (Auntie, you’re hurting my hand). Little did she release that because she was so scared she didn’t realize that she was squeezing the life out of this poor little boy’s hand.
On another visit, we went to bed early as usual. Suddenly we woke up in the early morning hours by a rumble in the kitchen. Too scared to go out, we opened the door of the hut and switched the spotlights on.... LEOPARD!!!!!!
It jumped through a big opening from the lapa's side into the kitchen as the door was closed.
Just pots and pans everywhere...
The next morning we went to look for spoor and walking down the road towards the water pump we found a torn-up spiderman fluffy toy. Thinking that the 3 year old would be heartbroken about his toy, the opposite happend. He wanted to show everybody that the leopard tried to eat his spiderman.
The smell was horrible!!