Left the hostel and headed for the Cheetah sanctuary. The guy at the gate had us sign in and then we followed the signs to parking. There was no one there and a couple of enclosures so we walked around. There were two cheetahs (on in each fenced in area) - it was kind of sad, they were all alone and the enclosures looked pretty boring (and small for an animal that can run 60 mph). After walking around an angry person came over and told us we weren't supposed to be there and we needed to make an appointment - oh well.
At the Zululand hostel they told us that there was an excellent, non-touristy Zulu village set up that we could visit. So we went, Dumazulu was not only expensive, but the same tourist show crap that you see everywhere in the world (lecture / demo /dancing / crafts shop). All in all pretty disappointing - the only highlights were the topless women and the passing around of the pipe - not filled with tobacco (don't worry Mom I didn't partake in either).
The Swaziland border was pretty easy, but because of the weather it was getting dark when we got to our hostel. The hostel we'd chosen was full! First time this has happened in a long time. We spend another hour driving around looking for the Mlilwane Wildlife Reserve and then another half an hour looking for the backpacker in the reserve only to find... it too was full. Luckily we could camp there - in the rain. Set up our very wet tents, then went inside to enjoy the facilities. On the bright side I won't have to listen to Dean snore - I thought, but even 25 yards away from his tent it was unfortunate that he fell asleep first.
