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The Last
Few Weeks of 2006 in Swaziland
ended with a bang on our last Sunday when a huge hail storm
literally attacked our car as we were driving home from shopping with our
friend Carolyn*.
Prior to that we did take time to appreciate the country's beauty and lushness.
Summer in Swaziland is like the rainy winter in California,
except it's warmer
and has almost daily lightening and thunder storms.
*Connect to
Carolyn's Visit
webpage to see our adventures in Zambia, Zimbabwe, and South Africa (Cape Town and
wine country in Stellenbosch).
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The literal impact on our rental car was amazing--over
30 dents in the body, 16 hits to the windshield, and a blown-out
back window.
(Above L) We found some hailstones when we finally took pictures at
home in Emafini, but they were less than
half the jagged, softball size "bombs" that hit our car.
(Above C) Rick has a silly grin as he looks at what he just drove
into
our carport .
(Above R) Carolyn poses beside the back window that had shattered on
her less than an hour before.
Thank heavens we weren't
hurt--just scared and astounded. |
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Because we are
usually driving quickly down the road, we don't have the opportunity
to take pictures of the countryside as it grows
greener with the
rain.
So finally when
we stopped to shop at the Ngwenya Glass Factory, I took
pictures of the rolling mountains and
wide valleys (above) that
make
Swaziland dramatically beautiful. |
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Ngwenya Glass
Factory was started in 1979 with funding and guidance from
Swedish glass designers who trained a
few Swazis to become
masters in this trade. Though the Glass Factory closed after a
few years, it was
re-started less than
10 years ago by a Swazi family
who
re-hired the
Swedish-trained local masters. Totally to benefit the
Swazi economy, I bought some holiday gifts there... |
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Everywhere it's
green from all the rain. Our house is adjacent to an old
forest (Above L) where our monkey friends live.
The yard
behind our house
drops off into a
canyon (Above C) and Rick enjoys the view from our backyard swing
(Above R). |
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