The Legodimo Trust seems to preserve its location under a cloak and oath of secrecy. No sign whatsoever on the road at the turn off point gives it away, and again there is zero signage at the next turn off inside, which leads to the venue.
Otse may appear to be nothing of an attraction to many, but strangely enough it has a lot going for it in this tiny settlement. As well as the facilities at Legodimo Trust there are other places of interest such as Baratani Lodge, Dulasentle Orphanage, and the very interesting Camphill furniture/ plantnursery/ craft centre.
To get to Legodimo one follows the main road to Lobatse until the Camphill Centre is on the left, turn left; on a rough gravel road, until one reaches the rear of the centre; another turn to the right should get you right there.
Tucked behind large indigenous trees and a hedge of indigenous bushes a few colourful buildings, is Legodimo Trust.
The complex is spread out and hosts a nursery, a bunkhouse, tuck shop, ancillary buildings, and of course the conference centre. Obviously, it is not as grand and pretentious as the Gaborone International Conference Centre (GICC) or other establishments in Gaborone, but it certainly does provide a useful service.
Once inside the large hail, an air of simple opulence brought about by the decorative, decor of golden curtains, and ornate gold dadoes, overriding the creamy white soft full-length curtaining. Almost one entire wall together with the end wall is curtained. The flooring is of brownish-tinged rubberoid tiling, while the ceiling is white with tube lights. Air conditioning - not fans - keep the room at a cool temperature induced to a good working atmosphere stepping into a spotlessly clean area.
Natural-coloured, neat, wooden tables and chairs, with white underlay cloths, and maroon overlays in strewn to occupy the space. Any open wall space is a very light eggshell blue. Two of the entry points boast of impressive carvings on the double wooden doors, and the single door.
As for the buffet, it is best to keep it served in large black plastic bowls, with colourful plates on which to eat ones selections. The options are as follows:
A tasty seswaa, with no oil. Good meat used for the dish; spicy chicken stew, not too hot or over fried, with potatoes and carrots in a finger licking good gravy; fluffy white rice, and the traditional sorghum meal bogobe; greek salad traditional style with inputs of feta cheese, olives, the various green salad and of course Greek dressing; pumpkin pieces. Firm and sweet. The usual chakalaka, and creamy coleslaw; followed with firm fresh fruit salad, and ice cream.
This was an excellent meal indeed with options for repeat visit to the buffet. The bottled-water was replenished regularly, as were the mints. The service was quiet and unobtrusive from a member of staff dressed in a neat black kitchen coat.
Whilst there, Arts and Culture learnt that one of the people behind the culinary scene was Sarah Bass.
Obviously, this impressed, and maybe you will be too if you make occasion to use this outlet.
