The past few days have been amazing. I will start with Friday, when a group of us hopped on the train to Kalk Bay to go spelunking. Spelunking is the term from hiking (or more appropriately, crawling and stumbling) through caves. The train to Kalk Bay was nice, with comfy seats and beautiful scenery. The train tracks run right beside the ocean for a part of it. Kalk Bay itself is a beautiful, quaint, oceanside town. We hiked up to the top of a mountain to a cave. The hike, though somewhat difficult, was really nice. The views were amazing. To get into the cave, we had to crawl on our bellies for about 25ft through a little tunnel. Given the lack of light and tight space, it was somewhat uncomfortable. The cave was really cool, and there were candles left by previous spelunkers so we could see inside. We hiked to the other end of the cave and came out on the other side of the mountain. From there we could see for miles and it was breathtaking. I think I took somewhere around 100 pictures just on the climb. The climb down was improvised, and we all came out very cut up and frazzled. Luckily, there was the glorious seaside restaurant ‘Cape to Cuba’ waiting for us at the end. I have never seen anything like this restaurant. There was a bar that served great drinks and a wonderful outdoor seating complete with sand for a floor and a friendly resident dog. The restaurant was equally beautiful, with eclectic design and delicious food. We ordered some kind of fried bread with a salsa/mayo dipping sauce. I don’t know if it was just a tasty meal, or that we were all famished from the climb, but that bread did not last long.
On Saturday I went to Muizenberg, which has a great beach for surfing. The water is warm, and the waves are huge. I had the freshest pizza of my life at a restaurant on the main road, and then got to go on a long walk down the beach looking for seashells and jellyfish. Right when I got to the beach after my delicious lunch, a siren started going off and the lifeguards started screaming for people to get out of the water. Then a lifeguard ran down the beach waving a flag with a shark on it. There was a 5m shark out in the water!!! It was crazy. Everyone started rushing out of the water and it looked like a scene right out of Jaws. After a while, we were allowed back in the water, but the shark kept coming in close so the water kept closing. It was wild. But, for the time we were allowed to be in the water, I had a lot of fun. The water was surprisingly warm and the waves were great for body surfing.
After getting back from the beach, my roommates, neighbors, and I threw a braai. A braaai is basically a barbeque. Trying to get the braai going was interesting, as all we had were some bricks and a wire rack. Luckily, one of the orientation leaders came and was able to get the fire going. After that, everything went great. The food was good and everyone had a great time. It was definitely a success considering it was our first braai. I’m sure there will be more to come. One of the highlights of the night was when a couple of people decided to pry up the door to the wine cellar that resides in the kitchen floor. What treasures we found! In the cellar was the missing Station Rd. street sign, an empty bottle of rum warning us never to try that kind of rum, a bottle of Absolute Vodka (filled with water, what pranksters), a picture of George Clooney, a boa, a cell phone, and letters to the current residents from past residents. It was amazing to find all the goodies, especially the letters. It gives a kind of continuity to the experiences I’m having, reading the letters and advice of people who went through the program before me. The night had good vibes all around.
The week coming up should be really fun. I plan on crossing off a few goals this week. Tuesday I’m going to Robben Island and the Victoria and Alfred Waterfront to do some shopping and good eating. Wednesday I’m doing a shark dive organized by the travel company 2Way Travel. I’m strangely not nervous but I’m sure I will be soon enough. Thursday I’m doing a cycling tour of Stellenbosch, again organized by 2Way Travel. Time will tell if biking and wine really mix. Then on Friday we start class. Whomp whomp. I was under the impression that my life was now one big weekend. I’m taking three classes: an art history class that looks and religious manifestations in various European and African art, a social work class, and a history class called Genocide: Africa Experiences. At least my classes will be interesting. And I supposed a little routine never hurt anybody.
-Sarah




