Buses and I are not getting along very well lately. Trying to get back to Semonkong I decided to wait for the afternoon 2pm bus. In light of recent events, my thought was the newer government buses are less likely not to have problems. I was wrong!
Half way through the trip and just before we started our climb up Thaba Putsoa, the mountain range before Semonkong, the bus dies. We are told there is no power. I have no idea what that means but we stopped in Ha Ramabanta to wait for another bus to rescue us. This is actually Casey's village but unfortunately Casey was still in Maseru so I was stuck waiting for another bus until 8:30pm. We didn't get to Semonkong until 10pm. On the bright side, they didn't try to continue driving and end up down some embankment and I have mastered the art of shuffling home in the darkest dark of Africa. For the record, I was not scared at all and made it home just fine! Next time I will take a real flashlight just in case!