Plettenberg Bay

Unfortunately Knysna had very little to offer, the beach was out of range and there were no hiking trails or other activities I was interested in, so I decided to switch over to Plettenberg Bay by Minibus. The Minibus was an experience of it’s own. I had to walk from the hostel (Knysna Backpackers) to a market, and plenty of small busses where already waiting to pick up people to go to other villages. The real bad thing about my “Minitaxi” was that the driver wouldn’t leave until the bus was full. So there where 9 people on the bus, waiting for almost one hour, sweating, in very uncomfortable position (two woman even had all their wooden dishes with them), including me. The driver was gone most of the time, I guess to find the 10th person. But to do myself a favour I finaly paid the price for the 10th person and we were able to leave.
I spent the rest of the day, expect a lunch break at the local Mexican restaurant (excellent chilli) on the beach, a “blue flag” beach, as the owner of my new hostel assured me.. I stayed at a Backpackers called “Nothandos” (which means “love” in Zulu), a very nice and clean place, owned by a white couple. I had two bedrooms on my own (no snoring like in the previous nights!!) including a bathroom and hot shower. The hostel was located next to an shopping mall and it was only a 15 minute walk to the beach.