Getting into Swazi was a trip, but getting to the Cowshed was downright scary. Until we realized our cabbie was very nice and not taking us to the backwoods to do away with us. We arrived at the Cowshed in a near starvation state, but were saved by the golf resort restaurant. We then headed to Manzini where we hiked up Sheba’s Breast. It had rained heavily the day before, so there was a lot of butt slides, and graceful falling left, front, right and back. After we rewarded ourselves by making it rain at the craft center. I just kept telling myself that I was supporting small enterprise development. Let it rain.