So, it started out like this, New Years evening myself and a few mates were driving around, setting off fireworks, looking for fireworks displays, causing mayhem and beating up little kids for their pocket money, when it dawned on me that we should take a drive down to Durban, pee in the sea, have a beer and then fuck off back home the same day, I was keen, Nick was Keen, Vito wasn’t too keen, “It was too late to drive down” Anyhoo, we went back home and continued abusing the copious amounts of alcohol, intravenus drugs and unprotected sex until 5am that morning, when all of a sudden, everyone was keen to go to Durban.. except for me, IT WAS LATE! After discussing it for a 30 min we eventually all just went to bed. We woke up at around 2 that afternoon, place a mess, strippers lying on the floor, dirty needles all over the place, wondering what we were going to do for the rest of the day, when Durban was brought up again, we all looked at each other, smiled, and agreed to go. We all jumped up, changing clothes, grabbing our smokes, putting on shoes, kicking the drunk strippers out the house, gathering all the key items we needed for out road trip. Nick was running around screaming looking for his TomTom, cause he didn’t want us to get lost.. pfft. So eventually we hit the road just after 3pm, I zeroed the clocks on my car and we were on our way.

The trip down was great, we were all excited, every 10 kays or so I’d scream out in a little girly voice that we were that much further into our journey, we played the normal car games, you know, 99 bottles of beer, throwing trash out the car at pedestrians, swerving into on coming traffic, singing kumbaya etc etc, then it started raining, not just any normal rain, it was pissing down in buckets, aqua-plaining every few minutes, mounting pavements cause I couldn’t see the road, it was like some greater force was trying to tell us to turn around and go home. We didn’t though, we persisted through the storm and finally it cleared! Clear skies and great views!

My phone was on charge the whole way down, which made for interesting photo taking (will get to that later) Driving and taking pictures of mountains, cars, hot woman in cars, Vito half asleep smelling like stripper in the back seat was a challenge, but I pulled it off. We were making pretty good time ’cause the roads were quiet and stopped off in Harrysmith for petrol and snacks, I would have preferred to of carried on going, but the other two whiny bitches wanted to stop, so we did. We were there for probably 15 min or so, when we left again, I said to them, “Do you know how much time we’ve just lost cause we stopped” Nick, the fucker that he is, calmly and sarcastically said “About 15 minutes?”

Just before Maritzburg we hit some more rain, nothing hectic, just enough to piss me off and make us drive slowly, cause I really love those windy roads leading into Maritzburg! We got into Durban central about an hour later, at about 8.30 pm or so.. I think we were all thinking what a huge mistake we had made, I’m not exaggerating when I say there were 3 million people walking the streets in Durban, it was chaos, most of the streets were closed, police everywhere, drunk people stumbling all over the place, it looked like a shit hole, it was so dirty, horrible. After seeing that, we decided to stay well away from there, and went off to Umhlanga Rocks, found a semi quiet beach, parked the car and went for a walk, it was amazing, I had forgotten what it sounded and smelled like, the sand between your toes and how, if you just sit down and relax, how calm it can make you feel, we sat there for 2 hours, barely speaking to each other, just looking at the ocean and its awesomeness. Made me think about a lot of things actually, some good, some bad, some depro.

We left for JHB after 10 o’clock sometime, I’m not to sure, stopping for some steers and to stock up on petrol and juice, the drive back wasn’t too bad, we were all pretty much in shock that we actually drove to Durban just to fuck around for a little bit then leave. It was a great evening! Thank you to my boys and to everyone in Durban that offered up a place to stay, food / drinks and sexual favours!

Here’s a couple of pics from the drive down.

The God awful rain.

Sticking to the speed limit.

A few Random pics of myself, Nick, Vito and the view.

This pic was at a Caltex garage, somewhere, I can’t remember where, we stopped to fill up, and I wanted to try get our drinks and what not Drive Through style, but they wouldn’t let my car into the shop.

So, 1109 kilometers later, we were home, tired, yet still amped from what we had done, I will do it again in a heartbeat, any day!

The end.