{"id":340,"date":"2006-06-30T15:38:00","date_gmt":"2006-06-30T21:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/royblumenthal.com\/wordpress\/?p=340"},"modified":"2006-06-30T15:38:00","modified_gmt":"2006-06-30T21:38:00","slug":"2006-06-30-s-at-amper-bo-guesthouse-pretoria","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/royblumenthal.com\/wordpress\/2006-06-30-s-at-amper-bo-guesthouse-pretoria\/","title":{"rendered":"2006-06-30 S at Amper Bo Guesthouse Pretoria"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;\"> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/royblumenthal\/178592645\/\" title=\"photo sharing\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/static.flickr.com\/61\/178592645_77502ac6db_m.jpg?w=605\" alt=\"\" style=\"border: solid 2px #000000;\" \/><\/a> <br \/> <span style=\"font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;\">  <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/royblumenthal\/178592645\/\">2006-06-30 S at Amper Bo Guesthouse Pretoria<\/a>  <br \/>  Originally uploaded by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/people\/royblumenthal\/\">royblumenthal<\/a>. <\/span><\/div>\n<p>A few weeks ago, I did the unbearably romantic thing. I invited S to a quick one-night getaway at a luxury guesthouse.<\/p>\n<p>I chose to book at a place called <a href=\"http:\/\/www.sa-venues.com\/ga\/amperbo.htm\">AMPER BO<\/a> in Pretoria.<\/p>\n<p>Why Pretoria, you might ask? Well&#8230; simply put&#8230; S finished performing in the second show on that Sunday at around 9pm, and I wanted our getaway to be less than an hour&#8217;s drive away. <\/p>\n<p>Why AMPER BO, you might ask, particularly if you translate that from the Afrikaans and get the ambiguous, &#8216;Almost There&#8217; or &#8216;Almost at the Top&#8217;?<\/p>\n<p>Well, cos I fell for the online marketing. It mentioned the fact that AMPER BO is a Herbert Baker mansion. And so on. Hype. Phrases like, built on a &#8216;hill that is still a restricted nature reserve&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>So I phoned the place. Asked for some info. Got the hype verified. <\/p>\n<p>&#8216;But,&#8217; I said, before sealing the deal, &#8216;I&#8217;d just like to know&#8230; does the room have a fireplace?&#8217; It&#8217;s mid-winter in South Africa.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;No,&#8217; said the manageress. &#8216;But the living room has a fireplace, and you&#8217;re welcome to spend time there.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>So. Off to Pretoria in the middle of the night on a cold Sunday.<\/p>\n<p>And we reach the Herbert Baker mansion. And it looks kinda alluring in the dark. But the manageress meets us at the gate.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;You&#8217;re in the other house,&#8217; she says. &#8216;Please follow me in your car.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>So we get to a normal suburban house three-minutes away. And she shows us the living room. It DOES have a fireplace. But there&#8217;s no fire. And it looks like the chimney isn&#8217;t connected to the fireplace. And she&#8217;s not offering to light it.<\/p>\n<p>Our room is okay. It&#8217;s got a bad art reproduction of some lions on the wall.<\/p>\n<p>The clincher is when Susan says, &#8216;Have a lovely night. You&#8217;re the only guests in this part of the guesthouse tonight. But, uhm, uh, my bedroom is this one here.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>She shows us a door. Her bedroom is right next to ours. She asks us about breakfast times and preferences, and goes to sleep. Leaving us to cavort rather mutedly. (I take a few naked pics of S so that I can draw her later. This pic is the result of one of those pics.)<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;re pretty darned hungry, and it&#8217;s around eleven o&#8217;clock. So we look under Susan&#8217;s door, and the light is out. And we sneak into the kitchen with my torch. We open all the cupboards and the two fridges. And they&#8217;re completely empty. <\/p>\n<p>Then my torch beam falls on a sign against the wall. <\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Do not open cupboards &#038; fridges in the kitchen.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>We go to sleep.<\/p>\n<p>The phone rings for breakfast. &#8216;Please come to the main guesthouse for breakfast,&#8217; says Susan.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Can&#8217;t you bring it here?&#8217; says S.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Uhm, no.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>So, on the way to breakfast, we pay a visit to the kitchen first, and steal the sign. Which is now in MY kitchen. And woe betide anyone who disobeys.<br clear=\"all\" \/><\/p>\n<div class=\"blogger-post-footer\">Roy Blumenthal is a writer, director, artist, and <a href=\"http:\/\/snipurl.com\/visualfacilitator\">visual facilitator<\/a>. Hire him to make pictures of your meetings or workshops.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>2006-06-30 S at Amper Bo Guesthouse Pretoria Originally uploaded by royblumenthal. 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