Teepee For My Bunghole

Okay, I’m not going to wait till the end of this post to wys yous the beweging because I want to surprise yous but I might just end up writing a longish post and forget about it. I mean, I get that way after all this travel when not doing any of this constructive stuff and what what….wait a minute, I’m almost forgetting to tell you! The thing is: [drums please] I’m at home in good ol’ Cape Town.

Yep, it’s the end of the road. What has occurred to me is that I am grateful for life’s capacity to surpise. Right till when I got on the Greyhound bus three days ago, I was being entertained, amazed and astounded. Titillating my tits off, so to speak. Durban has been jacking itself up since I was last there 4 years ago and Coffee Bay in the Eastern Cape was just gorgeous. (I just had to stop there because consistently the Wild Coast was being mentioned, by travellers who done the whole coast, as the most beautiful area in South Africa). Right up to the end I wanted to stay and travel and experience more.

Even on the fucken bus down – what does South Africa go and do? It snows! For three hours along the road there is snow covered hills and mountains. Of course, its only enough snow to wet the bottom of your shoes, but us South Africans whip out our cameras and want to stop the bus and traffic is chaos and the front page and email inboxes is filled with pictures. Yep, right till the end, this trip was special. Ag, let’s face it, life is special.

But I can’t deny reality too long and here I am in Cape Town wondering what the hell I’m going to do with this special life. Anyway, those of you who are here, please give me a call or email or something. 0824698568. I would be glad to meet up and catch up and talk kak. Those of you who are overseas, send me an email and you’ll go on the list for recipients of some individually selected words and photos.

My next post will probably be a longwinded summation on my travels and will probably be my last post. Kinda brings a tear to your eye, doesn’t it? I suppose all dreamers have to wake up at some point, that’s the tragedy of life.

So nice of Cape Town weather to brighten up for me. I mean I’m kinda glad I’m going because I could get used to this lazy life of missioning half the day and chilling the other half. Because there’s actually plenty to do without having to spend money.

I’ve been doing some cool shit, not too mention, I got to help someone do pasta from scratch! No, I don’t mean opening the 2-minute noodle packets myself, I mean actually from eggs and flour and all that cooking stuff thingies making lasagne.

Jeez, it’s cool to use a pasta machine. At one one point I was seriously considering buying one and taking it with me. I get all excited by gadgets and stuff. Specially this manual goede with no batteries and motherboards. I mean, this is classic old school right here.

I’ve been teaching some classes and I’ve realised that I don’t need that much practice. I’d rather spend the time on the beach or some other rivetting item. So I’m going to cutback on my classes and that’ll give me more time to get all my stuff done for next week. There’s nothing big left but all these small things seem to go on forever.
From today it’s less less than a week. Can’t wait…

Back from the weekend. With all these public holidays, weekends seem to be popping up at a freaky rate. Or maybe its just because my departure is coming closer. Anyway, this is my last week of work! So I have lots to do because after this week my internet access is limited (less updates on this site too).

As has become my habit, here’s pics from my weekend. I did get to go to the Picasso exhibit, but most of the pics from yesterday driving through town.

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Jeez these pics are random. Nonetheless they add some colour to this site. Anyway, when I start travelling (3 weeks from tomorrow), the pics will start getting interesting.

The weekend was pretty good. Jazz festival, braai, played soccer and the Stormers won. Here’s some pics from some of the bewegings:

Cape Town International Jazz Festival [I’m only big into Jazz once a year]:

Surfing on the False Bay: [North wind and sunny skies]

Braai in Newlands Forest:

Random Pics:

On the Morocco planning front, my guide book and phrasebook arrived today. Morrocan Arabic looks completely different to normal Arabic (to my untrained eye at least) and the Rough Guide seems great so far. I still haven’t picked up my ticket but this is the week I need to sort out accommodation in Casablanca and get proof of that accommodation. Then it’s sending all my stuff to the embassy to get my visa. Anyways, laters…

Yah so I remembered to bring my laptop in to work but on the way I realised that I didn’t have any pics to show. So I did some Extreme Cellphone Photography + Sketchy Driving. Please do not try this at home (or where a traffic bra can spot you).

Anyway you can see that my drive to work on a sunny morning is pretty scenic. The most beautiful sight for me is the mense in the incoming lane stuck in traffic into town. Sometimes I stick my tongue out at them because I like gloating – it makes me feel like I won and like a youngster.

I did have this pic of the Symphony of Fire beweging last night which I could sort of see from my balcony (all the medium and high flying fireworks).

Actually I lie. That pic I took of the clip on the TV (yes, one of the few days I was actually up early enough to check the breakfast news). Here’s the pic from my house…

The cellphone photos doesn’t do it justice. Just imagine the clarity of the second pic with the size of the first one. The fireworks was kak impressive. I’m checking on missioning somewhere with a better view for the next night of the Symphony of Fire.