Tallest Waterfall in Southern Africa

The Basotho love celebrations!  Unfortunately - or maybe not - I really don't enjoy those tent parties.  Too much joala, beer and loud music. When I awoke yesterday to a tent being erected no more than ten feet from my latrine, I realized that I needed to find some place else to go.  But where?  I did not want to impose on anyone, most especially my friend, Alysa who had been so gracious and hospitable the last time I had escaped. 

I had heard some messages ringing through on my phone and was delighted to learn that two of my recent new friends were spending the weekend in Semonkong at the Lodge. I queried them as to the possibility of joining them and they enthusiastically encouraged me to do so.   So I hurriedly packed my bags and was off for a full day's taxi ride.

I arrived much earlier than expected and was delighted to share a lovely meal and  stimulating conversation.

The real treat, however, was today.  I accompanied them to the tallest waterfall in Southern Africa to watch them plunge into the air alongside the waterfall on their first Abeisail experience.  I had given thought to training and doing it myself, but decided to postpone it since this was a bit of a last minute trip and I was uncomfortable about publicizing it on Facebook which I do intend to do.

It was a total pleasure sitting alongside the deep mountain crevices enjoying the fresh mountain air and watching them descend one by one down the side right near the waterfall.  Certainly an adventure to add to my Lesotho bucket list.