When Rand first told me that Bushman’s Kloof had not one, but several infinity pools, I promptly freaked out.
“How is that even possible?” I squealed.
“It’s a luxury resort,” Rand explained.
“That still doesn’t make sense. They are messing with THE VERY FABRIC OF SPACE TIME.”
With that statement, my husband paused, and took a long look at me.
“Sweetie,” he said, gently patting my hand, “you realize that infinity pools aren’t actually infinite, right?”