I intended on having an early night tonight since I had to get up early tomorrow, so I was just sitting in the little café underneath the hostel. The room was really busy what with it being a weekend and all, so I just needed some chill time. Then one of the new girls staying in my room came down and we started chatting. Anyway, she turned out to be crazy. She’s this hairdresser, who’s been traveling around South Africa by herself on a two month trip. Just hanging out, meeting people, cutting hair when she runs out of money and hitchhiking to get around. Am I crazy or does that seem kinda sketchy to you? Ok, well maybe she’s not crazy, but definitely more adventurous than me. I must say, I’m pretty impressed.
February 28th, 2009
My supervisor’s wife is an artist and she was having a show at these botanical gardens in Cape Town called Kirstenbosch today. So, they invited me to come along. It was amazing! There was such beautiful art and the grounds were lovely. After that they insisted I come home and have tea with them. I accepted and ended up staying the night and going to a movie with his sons. We went to go see Seven Pounds. That is an intense movie. I really had no idea what it was about ‘cause the trailers were so cryptic. I can see why now, but wow I was not expecting that. We walked out of the theater just looked at each other and “oh…”
March 1st, 2009
My supervisor’s family invited me to stay over for Sunday lunch and I helped them make a cheesecake. My first! It was all very exciting. I love how people keep adopting me into their homes; first Frankfurt and now here. I feel like a well-loved stray puppy.
March 2nd, 2009
I finally found a place to live. Well, actually, I found 3! I was planning on going to see this one place after work, but I thought I’d check at the international office to see if there was any room in the residences over lunch. They had one that just became available, so I jumped on it. As I’m leaving I get a call from one of the girls I had called before saying that not one of the 3 people she was trying to choose between wanted the place anymore. Then, like an idiot, I still went to see the place I had initially planned to see and, of course, loved it. What can you do though…I’m sure the residences are fine.
March 3rd, 2009
I moved in!!! YAY for having a home! It’s not really what I expected though. I have my own room with a bathroom coming of it. Then my roommate and I share a “kitchen” (people do not seem to understand that I kitchen requires a real stove, oven and fridge…I wanna make cookies darn it!). Then the two of us share a “living/dining room” and another bathroom (which nobody uses ‘cause EVERYONE ALREADY HAS THEIR OWN BATHROOM!!) with 8 other people. My roommate seems nice, even though I only met her for about 38 seconds last night…and more importantly hers was the only clean kitchen in our little group of 8.
After moving, in I went for dinner with a friend to a place specializing in burgers. I ordered a double patty ‘cause I’m an idiot and thought I was hungry when apparently I don’t know the meaning of the word. This was NOT a normal burger. It was the circumference of a normal burger…possibly a little on the small side. However, it was at least twice as tall as it was round! It was so tall it needed to be skewered to stand up straight. It fully needed to be fastened to part of a tree in order to support its own weight. I just don’t see how they can expect a person to eat something like that.
After gorging myself and not even finishing half the food, I went to trivia night with 4 of the girls we share a “living/dining room” with. This was fun. I love trivia and all the random research I did with my brother a couple months ago about lakes, really paid off. We lost, but we got prizes for coming dead last, so I think I’m ok with it.
March 4th, 2009
The bank stopped all my various cards. I knew I forgot to do something before I left. Well at least I know they’re looking out for me…hmmm. However, I did manage to get a bank account here. Unfortunately, I am not able to put money in it because of the aforementioned issue. Another problem with this is that I have run out of cash before I was able to find out how to get a long distance calling card…making calling the bank…ahem…difficult.
I will eventually get internet access, then skype, then (hopefully) my precious cards back.
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