My relationship with Buddy lasted for around 8 years and in 1989 he decided he wanted to go back to Cape Town to see his ill mother. I had not done much travelling up until this time. Just from New Zealand to Australia and various states in Australia. My parents came to Australia as my step father became a Seventh Day Adventist Minister so they moved many times and my mother used to pay for myself and my son Neb to go and visit which I disliked doing, but I did it for my mother.
So I arranged for Neb to be looked after by his father and being the school holidays it wouldn't affect his schooling. We planned to stay in South Africa for six weeks so I was quite excited about seeing a new country and always had an affinity with Africa. I madly packed and asked Buddy questions about what to wear and the culture so I had an idea of what to expect. We were travelling around Christmas time and were to arrive in Cape Town 2 days before Christmas.
We had to travel to Canberra for myself to get my passport and visa and then we went on to Sydney where we stayed with friends for a couple of nights and then boarded the airplane to Hong Kong.
I was tired before I had even got to Sydney and this is when I started to notice my ailments like muscle pain and fatigue and was the beginning of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Fibromyalgia.
Anyway we landed in Hong Kong in the middle of the night and booked into our hotel and we decided to go out and look at the streets at night. It was hectic, people everywhere and even thought I had a bum bag on it got cut off me but luckily Buddy saw it and managed to get it back as the guy threw it after cutting it off me. I then kept my money down my chest.
The markets were nice and many things I had not seen before was very interesting and exciting. I enjoyed the lights of the city as we landed in the evening and the boats on the ocean. It was a wonderful scene for me. I saw the poverty side with sky scrappers very old with small apartments with clothes hanging outside up so high. Small children with their heads outside the windows. So I saw the rich side and the poverty side. We stayed 2 nights in our small very run down hotel but it was so we could get our transit onto Cape Town. When it came for time to leave to fly to Tia Pai airport we landed in Tia Pai and were kept in a room for hours with guards with guns watching over us. At the time we didn't know what was happening except to be told our flight to South Africa was delayed. I found out latter it was around the time of the Lochobie plane being bombed. So all aircraft's were being checked over. It was very scary and put all our connections out of order to arrive in Cape Town. We could not do anything but waited around twelve hours and finally were allowed to board South African airlines to Johannesburg. We arrived in Johannesburg and thought we had to wait another ten hours for a connection to Cape Town but we managed to get a direct flight to Cape Town but we had to sit in separate seats. By this time I was was very tired and stressed and now was concerned about meeting Buddy's family. I managed to get a little sleep but arrived in Cape Town with a bad migraine. I took my tablets and struggled to get through the day until I could get a good nights sleep.
I met his mother and sister and husband and their children who all lived together in a small two story house. It had 3 bedrooms and we had to sleep in the same room as his mother. This was very stressful for me. In Africa when someone arrives from over seas it is like the whole street and all the family pop into visit so it was so hectic with people wanting to meet this white woman from Australia. They just kept coming and going all day and into the evening. Buddy was in his element as he hadn't been back to his home land for over twenty years so he was so excited seeing all these people he hadn't seen for years. I was totally exhausted and could hardly stand at times. I just craved for some alone time to digest it all and to learn the culture so I could understand it better. We were taken out by various people and I got to see most of Cape Town. It is a beautiful City and I loved the scenery and the culture. This went on for over two weeks and we had a magnificent Christmas and I enjoyed it all.
I just kept fighting the pain and fatigue I had.
My Birthday was on the 4th of January and Buddy took me out for dinner and we had a lovely day together. The next day we went to the races and also had a great day. We went up and down the coasts and saw the seasides. It was wonderful. Then one day two friends took us for a ride around the bottom of Table Mountain and the coast. This is when the past life regression I had years back came to a realization. I will continue this in my next chapter.
