Back To Civilization

The place in Wilderness ended up being real nice, so nice that I wish we could’ve stayed there longer than half a day. It was just off the N2 (so close you could see/hear it), but seemed like it was much further away: we stayed in these little 21^st century log cabins that were alongside a little creek/lake thing, with a small brick road slicing through the property. Real nice. We killed some time playing ultimate, chowin down on some pizza, and sitting around a little fire just chilling and reminiscing. Before we knew it, it was 5:30 and ready to head out for the final leg to Cape Town; by noon we were back at Ikhaya Lodge, back where it all began. Further continuing the trend of returning to places we’ve been already, we ate again at Mama Africa, where we ate at our first (?) night in Cape Town. Thankfully I (and others) remembered how utterly shitty my meal was the first time, so I opted to get the ostrich (so.fucking.good) and dabbled in some warthog and brownie later on. A few of us went over to the outdoor part of the bar across the street and hung out for a while for our last night “all together,” which ironically had about half the people. The next morning, surprisingly, we had no grand goodbye session with everyone. I don’t know if it was because a lot of us are staying in a hostel together, or if people just wanted to gtf out, but it was definitely strange and pretty uncharacteristic of the group. But whatever, gotta just move past it.

I think this is gonna be my last post on this thing; to be honest, I’m trying to live it up in Cape Town (and Zurich for a half-day on the way home). I’m taking lotsa pictures, though, so prepare for a massive photo update on Facebook on the 5^th, after I get a haircut and get out of my self-induced American food coma. Now would be the time I’d say “bye” in Xhosa, showing how much I learned and how cultured I am, but since I clearly wasn’t paying attention when we learned that word I guess I’m just neither. Adios?