Disaster was soon to strike however!! We
did not think we would be stopped by the traffic police at this stage and be told that
we could not continue on the N7 without a letter of consent. By now we did not care
about our pride and pleaded and soebatted that we be allowed to continue the
last 40 kms of the trip. Eventually the cop gave up, got into his car and drove
off. So did we! Very thankfully of course.
Nearer Cape Town we met up with three Think
Bike guys who expertly navigated us through the city traffic until we reached
Rondebosch East. I had been in contact with Cecil Reed the principal at the Vera
School who had to keep reorganising the entire school for children with autism
(which believe me is not easy) to time the arrival correctly. ETA was
originally going to be 12h30 but we in fact arrived just after 11h00.
On arrival, the school had their marimba
band playing for us at the gate and staff and children were there to meet us
with applause, cheers, handshakes, hugs and phone calls of congratulations. We
had done it! What an achievement it has been. Cape Town welcomed us with a
thunderstorm which started just after our arrival – unusual for them, but
welcoming for us. We were at home!
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