Once a year...

Don'tcha hate those mornings when the alarm clock refuses to work (or so you claim?), and you have a full day ahead? Welcome a 6:30 am wake-up call with a "pulling out of the driveway in 1/2 an hour" that follows. Rushed shower, rushed hair-do, rushed brekky, rushed everything! But we did it! And hence started my birthday :) Last year this time, we were making the 10 hour trek back from the oceanside. We may have started a new tradition of long car rides on Juli's birthday. Hmmm. Am I up to it?

Candid camera :D

We drove to Bela-Bela (formerly known as Warmbaths, due to the mineral springs there) to watch our neighbor play rugby in a competition.  We arrived a bit late, but still got in a game. 

American vs. Afrikaaner

Off-sides rugby

At the last rugby game I watched, I wasn't able to get a decent photo of a line-out. Finally got my wish ;)

In everything give thanks...so refreshing to see young "athletes" returning thanks to God. 

We stopped to see some friends and the boys lost their ball over the wall :)

As a treat, my music teacher took me to a choral concert at the military base. It was basically all Afrikaans, but for fun, the guys donned caps and sang some worldwide songs, such as Shenandoah, Danny Boy and Waltzing Matilda. It was an amazing evening.