The Last Supper
Sunday evening we had a final braai with Rob, Henriëtte and Henriëtte’s parents before Rob left for London on Wednesday. The mood was rather dark, but everyone tried to keep a brave face. I kept thinking: this is the last braai in the back yard, the last few drinks together, the last time we’ll all be together (for a while at least). The goodbyes at then end of the night were difficult and emotional.
We went through on Tuesday evening and helped Ron sort out some last minute items before departure early Wednesday morning. It ended up being a classic all nighter, but I managed to catch a hour or two before getting woken up to escort Rob to the airport. I felt a bit like Judas delivering Rob to the Romans (well the English at any rate), but at least I didn’t get paid for it 😛
Check in was painless (Rob’s hand luggage weighed almost as much as his luggage – haha). We watched the sun rise from News Café while having a last drink and a bite to eat. We made some jokes and took pictures of Henriëtte wearing her invisibility cloak (watch Eric the Viking). Then suddenly it was really time for Rob to go. Goodbyes suck and they suck even more when you know it’s pretty much for good. Rob and Henriëtte have been really good friends to us for a long time now and the bonds run deep, having them severed so suddenly is tough.
We wish you both the best in your new life “on the island” and hope to see you again soon!