I have no energy to blog. Africa is so engaging and fantastic that every second of every day I am out doing something or spending time with people. In the last four nights I haven’t gotten more than 6 hours of sleep. Poor planning on my part. Some beach naps have helped though, but have increased the level of pinkness in my tan.
Cape Town is exceptionally gorgeous. I’ve done Cape Point, climbed Table Mountain, spent two days at Muizenberg psyching myself up to surf on my upcoming trip along the garden route (while watching my friends Duncan and James wipe out pretty regularly haha). I am beginning to understand the meaning of the different color shark alert flags and am not at all freaked out by the fact that there is currently a gecko hanging out on my crown molding.
My house is a French revival with five what I think are hibiscus trees in the yard. I live in the Mowbray neighborhood, which is about a ten-minute walk from lower UCT campus. There are quite a few of us in the house but it’s so big that it’s hard to see at any time but dinner. My housemates are all very cool people from all over the US, most are from the East Coast so I’ve been learning a lot of phrases.
I will try to write more that’s specific soon when I’m not exhausted.
