Storms River Village: A Place Where the Laughter Never Stops

This past weekend we rented a compact car, stuffed 6 people in and drove a couple hours to the highest bungee jump in the world!!! This is the second time that I've done it and it never gets old! This time, I wanted to do something really cool - I wanted to do a handstand on the edge and launch myself off face-first, but they wouldn't let me pull that one off. So instead I tried to do a corkscrew as I jumped off the edge of a bridge, which was kind of a pitiful attempt... Oh well, if there's a third try, maybe I'll get it right. 

Then we drove about a half hour down the road, and found a little village to eat lunch in. It tuned out to be Storms River Village, the happiest place on earth. They (I kid you not) had a 50's style American diner With vintage cars, jute box, and pictures of Elvis and Marilyn Monroe EVERYWHERE!! They even had Elvis's Jumpsuits and Marilyn's famous little white dress with wigs and hats to dress up. It was wicked fun!

After lunch I got to drive the rental car!!!! It was the same as driving in the states, except I was on the wrong side of the car, and the stick shift was on the wrong side of me, and I was supposed to keep the car going down the wrong side of the road. The road was empty, so I started messing with the guy who rented the car by driving for a second on the right side.... He jerked the wheel back and didn't really see the humor in it. 

We drove to a zip lining place and suited up:

We got to zip line across a river, over waterfalls - and you get to go really fast!! It was amazing! So much fun!!

Then we stayed in a Backpacker's Hostel in Storm's River Village. We walked into town to watch the Ireland vs South Africa rugby match - which was a really close game, and we were the only ones there cheering for Ireland. When we got back to the hostel, there was a bonfire and a bunch of people from all around the world. We played a giant game of charades. It was really fun and the night was so clear and beautiful, that I slept in a hammock out under the stars!!! Turns out you can still see Orion down here.... No one seems to be able to point out the southern cross to me though! I swear I am going to find it before I leave though!!!

Then next morning we went back to the diner for a real American breakfast, which is hard to find over here. Turns out French toast is actually New Orleans toast - I never knew... Then we very slowly started making our way back to Mossel Bay. We drove along the coast, and stopped at a water front quaint little town with lots of tourist shops. There was no beach access there, so we kept going. 

We saw a sign for Buffles Bay and though that was a cool name and maybe there was somewhere we could stop for lunch. There was a restaurant, but they also rented out canoes to go up and down the little river they had there - needless to say, we never made it in the restaurant. We started out heading up the river and went until we were dragging the canoes through shallow spots more than we were paddling before we turned around... Then we headed down the other way and in deeper water had gladiator battles with our paddles.

Which evolved into just trying to push eachother out of the canoe

 Which ended up sinking the canoe more than once...

After a quick change we hopped back in the car and tried to find one last epic adventure before reaching home... We though we found it when we stumbled upon a place called McNasty's Pub and Grill, but alas it was closed. We made it back to Mossel Bay with out much else to say other than BEST WEEKEND EVER!