a new post in which Travis and I find ourselves in further interesting and humoring situations

Please keep in mind that these are rough first sketches.  Thanks.

Day II (continued)

When we see the car that came and the amount of people and the amount of luggage (most of it mine), it takes only a few quick calculations using rudimentary math to realize that this just isn’t going to happen.  So after a quick pow wow we decide that the best course of action is for Delani, Travis and myself to walk to where the car rental companies are while her mother and aunt bring the luggage around.  We have to go outside and down an exterior walkway where bathed in the orange glow of low watt streetlights are giant signs of soccer players and the promise of a bright future.  We cut back into a building, follow the signs to car rental and make our way winding on through the different car rentals looking for ours, First Car Rental.  The very last one, tucked back in a white building with large glass doors in front.  A man stands behind the counter, another one towards the back door and in the corner to our left a T.V. is playing “12 Monkeys” while we wait for the details of the rental to be worked out.  Once we actually see the car, we realize this is not going to be for the faint of heart.  We have drawn an Opel, Corsa Lite, or also known as, “the tiniest car in the world.”  It is a two-door thing of wonder that was designed to be driven by nothing larger than a moderate family of field mice with light luggage and looking for the best fuel economy on the market.  Somehow, four large suitcases, two backpacks and four people must fit…the hired man there looks dubious.  I struggle and manage to get three bags somewhat crammed in the back, then Travis and  Melinda (Delani’s mother) get into the back.  That leaves Delani, myself and one very large suitcase still to go; Delani drives and I get into the passenger seat and pull the large bag on my lap so that the one end rests on my knees and the other is jammed on my chest just below my chin.  It is a thirty minute drive to where we are to stay the night and my first view in a year of the beautiful metropolis of Cape Town is a four inch gap between the top of Travis’ suitcase and the roof of “Intrepid the Wonder Car.”