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Sun City is about the only other place that people have heard about. Personally, I am not a big fan of Sun City. I would say that one would probably like Sun City if they are a big fan of Casinos, and/or Genting Highlands. It is an overpriced manmade tourist attraction that I don't find the novelty or justification of paying over SIN$600 per room per night, unless you are a compulsive gambler who managed to accumulate enough points to be a Sun International Gold Card holder then the accomodation cost will be slashed down as much as three times the original cost.
However, Sun City having been marked as one of the "it" attraction on most SA visitors' map, it was on the agenda. Well, they do boast of the Gary Player Golf Course at Sun City.... where the annual Nedbank Challenge is hosted.
The golf course is quite pleasant and for all the hype about it, it was mediocre. I would not say it is a 'to-die-for' golf course but still, a must-try for tourists as an experience and to say, "Yes. I've been to the Gary Player Golf Course".
The OTHER One With The Toilet Emergency
We left home at 0800 hours and headed straight for Sun City. I anticipated a two hours drive and an additional hour for a meal before their golf game.
We arrived just after 1000 hours but the hotel rooms were not ready so we went to have breakfast - coffee for me please! - before the game at 1100 hrs. As usual, with AA's share-share habit, it was a food battle between Jo-Jo, ME and AA. I had a dish of omelette all to myself. I REFUSED to get involved with any more of the sharing war.
ME had difficulty finishing her meal and that was the first sign of her impending sickness. She commented about not feeling too well just before the game started but decided to hang in there and heroically carried on playing. As we progressed on, she started to break out in cold sweat and erm..... air-venting session in two directions.
AA's famous checkered stool came to the rescue. The Gary Player Golf Course is a walking course so it was not the most pleasant situation for the one suffering from a bad stomach. Being the non-golfer, I became the official stool (the thing you sit on... not faeces) and umbrella carrier for ME.
By the eighth hole, ME looked like she was ready to collapse. She gave up and I proposed that we try to check into the hotel, and she stays in to rest. Not like I am any good at playing nurse.... In fact, be grateful that I did not kill the patient. Everyone agreed that was a good idea so ME, her caddy and myself started strolling back towards the club house.
But of course when you have a half-dying person who can barely walk, the 9th hole had to be a par 5 hole of over 500 metres of walking distance. Amazing that ME actually managed to walk that distance....
We arrived at the halfway house and she immediately dashed for the toilet. By the time the other three golfers arrived at the halfway house for a break, ME was still in the toilet. Bad case of food poisoning - at least that was what we concluded her condition to be.
The golfers continued their game. ME was still in the toilet. When she finally came out, I called the pro-shop to ask for emergency rescue service to pick us up from the halfway house and to send us back to the hotel. I was - for the first time in a long while - extremely impressed by their concept of emergency. It did not take two minutes before someone arrived in a buggy to pick us up.
I collected the room keys from the reception and we headed straight to the room. The rest was pretty much ME, the toilet and the bed.
I swear there must be a stomach bug somewhere.....
I stayed in the room with ME for most of the day and only met up with the other three golfers at the end of their game. I was holding on to the locker keys.
Not much imagination needed.
My camera went quiet that day.
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View of The Cascades Hotel From The Golf Course
Meet the Savior of the Day... AA's Checkered Stool
AA carrying her precious stool
I love this image.... Caddy looking for TWG's ball whilst AA sits at the corner, "Tell me when you've found your ball... *yaaawwwnnn*"
Blind Leading The Blind..... The Caddy Who Could Never Find TWG's Wild Balls.
ME : "Watch out.... power bomb coming.... " (She still looks chirpy doesn't she?)
TWG : "Where's that Ball Going?"; Speedy : "Aiya... tell me something new."
Speedy's so fast that even the camera aperture could not capture a clear shot.
AA's favourite shot... Tee-Off.
The Last of ME on this Golf Course before Toilet Emergency....
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