so i left for Cape Town pride on saturday covered in face paint, sunscreen, water, jacket, money in my black bag. and i had an ingenious plan. i'd tie the strap of my camera to my bag with a lanyard. that way, if someone stuck their hand in my bag and tried to pull it out, i'd realize, and catch them and be a hero. well, i ended up home sans shoes, flipfops, water. and a lanyard tied to a camera strap that had been cut. argh. but, oh well. thats the kind of thing where you say 'shame' and then go back to the party anyway.
some good habits I've adopted and maybe some not so good ones:
- attending the summer concerts at Kirstenbosch. Goldfish was amazing. the venue is amazing. nough said.
- J-walking. look right. cross to center line. stay really skinny. look left. run like hell.
- shopping early. liquor stores close at 5. wow
- hiking partway up Devils Peak to Rhodes Memorial before class. its great to start your day with a beautiful view and hideous sweat stains
- buying produce from the guy who comes buy with a truck packed with veggies on tuesdays at 6pm. your total is either 35 or 40 rand, depending
- stopping at the student pub after class for a savannah dry with lemon, and maybe a rugby game, if it's on
- swimming between classes in the outdoor pool at the gym
- responding to 'sister' and 'baby', responding with 'love', 'bru' and a smile or two
- walking to class barefoot, but only when its cloudy
newborn hippo and her big mama
my tent! the walls unzipped so they were only mesh. i had many visitors. sometimes they were frogs. sometimes spiders. sometimes they ran across my legs. you know, just to say hello.
epic. we parked next to this water hole and watched a hippo and a crocodile hang out. some giraffes started fighting. birds flew around. then, all of a sudden, all of these buffalo arrived to join the party. it was incredible. ask to see some videos when i see you next.
