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I survived!
I am sorry I have not had a lot to blog about, but now I do. This blog will be really long.
As a girl you always know how to scout a cheap shopping trips. We were determined to find out where our staff gets their beautiful scarfs. We went to the shook. The shook is like the shook in Israel but its mostly Muslim clothes so they have beautiful scarfs and dresses. Of course knowing me and how much I like scarfs, I decided to buy out the whole shook. I also found a pair of “African” pants that I have been wanting to get here, I was super pumped about it. I of course bought 2 pairs and am repping them all the time.
Later that night we went out to a pool bar. There we hung out with the locals and talked and did club stuff but there was also pool. Lets just say for never playing pool before I am pretty danm good. It was tons of fun. The only thing about the bars and clubs here is that you are allowed to smoke inside. Its kind of annoying since I get sick from the smoke. O well I have to deal with it since I am here for 2 more months.
Random story. To get to the beach the cheap way you take the train. You are supposed to leave before 5 because 5 is rush hour. Our train was delayed a half hour so we got stuck with rush hour. I was sitting with my friend Jeana and I was all calm reading my book and she’s freaking out that we wont get off at our stop. The key to getting off the train in time is to pretend like you are a 300 pound football player and mull through the 60 that are in your way. It is literally jam packed. Jeana was freaking out and I was like were fine its no big deal. It is the stop before ours and Jeana refuses to push so I am behind her screaming to go and am pushing her through the crowd of madness. We get off the train and our friend Mara is stuck on it. She couldn’t get through and had to get off at the next stop. Lesson learned…never take the train during rush hour
LADIES AND GENTALMEN DRUM ROLL PLEASE!!!!
This is what you have all been waiting for….THE SKYDIVING STORY!
Yes when I came to Cape Town the one thing my mom forbid me to do is skydive. O well I am a rebel (but not really). It was the one thing that I really wanted to do and it was the perfect time to do it. it wasn’t to expensive and I had to opportunity so I just had to do it. we signed up for it and paid online, no turning back now. The night before I was freaking out and kind of nervous but I love adrenaline junky stuff. The next day we got a call and was offered to go early because a group cancelled. I jump up and down and am all cattery and so excited. My friends are freaking out it was so funny. We get there and have to wait a while and they are pacing and freaking out. I am pumped I am about to jump out of an airplane this is awesome! We signed our lives away basically and then suited up. We are wearing a harness. They tell us no instruction. One of the guys we were jumping with told us to follow him and we were like umm what are we doing. We see the plane. They told us that we were going to sit in the instructors laps and then they would strap us in. the airplane was a tin can literally. I am sitting on the door that opens so if it by accident opens then I fly out. That was the scariest part for me. My friends were freaking out partially because the guy I was jumping with was making jokes about people he jumped with that didn’t survive. I was joking a lot it was so funny. I am the first one to jump out of the plane. I turn around and sit in my guys lap and he straps me in. I put on my goggles and he says when the door opens you hold on to your harness, put your head back and swing your legs over. All of a sudden I was out of the airplane. I had no clue I had fallen and all of a sudden I was flying. We were free falling for about 40 seconds. IT WAS AWESOME!!!! I was having so much fun. I could see all of cape town, table mountain, the ocean, Robben island, and the entire country side. It was absolutely beautiful. Then I got to steer the parachute and it was awesome. It was the best experience ever. I called my mom after and gave her a heart attack and decided where ever I go in the future I am going to sky dive.
Lesson learned…. Go skydiving…you wont ever regret it.
Mamma Africa… real African food place. I couldn’t really eat anything there, but my friends did and they ate springbok, crocodile, ostrich, and kalou. They all really liked it. there was also live African music playing. It was so great. I loved it and the experience.
I have more posts to do. I will write them out today and probably post them tomorrow. I went to the Holocaust museum. It was amazing. More stories to come….
Peace out America
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