IT’S March and I am still seeing a number of our delightful spots hosting not only a lot of foreign visitors but also many folk from up country.It is, after all, probably the beginning of the best and most comfortable time of year to visit.I usually return to the South Coast from my home in the Midlands on a Sunday, and being a very poor cook, I go to some or other local place to have supper and prepare work on my laptop for the week ahead.Last Sunday was one of those magic South Coast days — sunny skies, beautiful sea and hardly a breeze. I parked off at St Michael’s beach and in-between writing up the beginnings of the tourism plan for nearby Gamalakhe, I took in the sights and sounds of sundowner time at one of our favourite beaches.A family of eight from up country (Vereeniging I think) was at the table next to me and as their children played happily on the generous lawns available, the adults sipped away at cocktails as if they were on some exotic tropical island somewhere. Then at supper time their order arrived accompanied by gasps at the generosity of the helping for what the inexpensive menu may have suggested.One happy family — tick.Other couples were private and content in their togetherness, and at a large table a birthday gathering was in exuberant swing. A mix of Zulu, English, Afrikaans and German-speaking people was there and all were very content, getting on merrily with the end of a lovely weekend and socialising.It’s days like this that capture the essence of the South Coast — unhurried, chilled, inexpensive and something for everybody. That is why we remain in that special place with an endearing recipe that really reinforces it as a likable leisure land for weekenders and holidaymakers.As one visitor I spoke to said: “Who needs to live in cities if we can have all of this?”.For me, it was a pity I had work the next day, otherwise I would have stayed a lot longer.What a pleasant Sunday in the paradise of the Zulu Kingdom.