Durban Dinner

The following blog post was written on the afternoon of the 31st July.

For dinner our night in Durban we went to Wilson’s Warf and got some fish and chips. The restaurant was yummy, but there was an incident with the ketchup. I picked it up and turned it over to put some on my plate-and suddenly the entire bottle fell apart in my hand. My fingers were sticking in the bottle and tomato sauce (as they call it here) was pouring out all over the table and through the cracks onto my feet below. I just sat there with a stupid look on my face as Jill and Steven cracked up.

Luckily the server thought it was funny, too.