Gqebehra RSA, formerly known as Port Elisabeth.

 It’s a good thing that our lovely youngest daughter wasn’t born in South Africa. If she was, we might have had to change her beautiful name to “Gqebehra” which is really hard to say. The “Gqe” sounds like a sharp click. (Sort of like clucking like a chicken, but a much sharper sound.  Try it and send me a voicemail of it.) The sound of the full name is “Click Berra”.  Anyway.

The day started out gloomy, and we spent some time circling around outside the harbor, gathering information.  Or courage- we had missed the last two port tries. 

The day started out gloomy (rush hour traffic in top photo), improved greatly during the day, and ended with a spectacular light show. 

In between we visited Pumba Private Game Preserve. PGRs are sort of like Jurassic Park but with the predators out amongst the prey animals. There are some predators but not a lot. 

And no huge herds of migrating animals. But it was fun. 

Port Elizabeth seems like a relatively prosperous city. Good roads, not much trash on the roads, housing in poorer neighborhoods still reasonably nice, and a just completed new port capable of handling the latest and largest cargo/container/tanker vessels. It was one of the venues for RSA’s 2010 World Cup and housing for the construction workers for that project has been turned into nice looking public housing.