Levi has continued to have anywhere from a high grade to low grade fever for the past 6 days. Tylenol would help bring it down, but it kept coming back. Jack phoned the doctor in the nearby town of Cradock and she suggested he be tested for malaria since we had recently been in Kruger. Some of Kruger's mosquitoes carry malaria and we had been bitten a few times. She said she could do the test in Cradock, but it would take 4 days to get the results. She suggested we go to the city of Port Elizabeth. I quickly found a house on airbnb and we packed up and left for the city.
I punched the address of the house into my google maps and we were set. As we neared the house address, with each turn onto a new street, I thought the neighborhood had to improve drastically. When we arrived, 2 Phylis Street did not look anything like the picture on airbnb. We were in the middle of a neighborhood that was just above that of a shanty town. People on the street were eying our big white bus, with all us white people inside, wondering what we were doing.
I phoned the owner and explained where we were and he confirmed we were in the wrong neighborhood. We were staying on 2 Phylis Road. Twenty minutes and a new neighborhood, things can look quite different!
The house was huge. Luke and Nate were happy with Levi's predicament as it meant being in a house for 2 nights.
We went to a private hospital and were pleased with the speed and care Levi received.
Outside the hospital we were greeted by a flock of 6 peacocks. They were beautiful! One flew up to the roof.
The blood tests would take an hour so we went off for awhile and returned later in the evening.
Results showed Levi did not have malaria, but he did have an ear infection. We went to pay the bill, and of course, the internet was not working and they asked if we could come back tomorrow to pay.
On the drive home, we found out why South African drivers do not give pedestrians the right of way. Anna, our google maps navigator, directed us home in the dark down a unlit street. We could see a group of people walking in the middle of the street and started to slow down as not to hit them. A car came quickly behind us and sped through the group. They scattered to the side and we followed behind. Passing them we saw these young men were all carrying golf clubs or large sticks. With what intent we were not sure, but the driver ahead of us must have known what he was doing.
We came home to Luke having prepared wood fired pizza.
When Luke and I went running the next day, the main street to the beach was closed for the Iron Man triathlon that was going on that day.
The sand dunes were amazing.
The boys wanted one last run on the dunes before we left for Plettenberg Bay.
