Hello from Cape Town!

The flights were amazingly hectic, (and hectic in the crazy, stressful, literal sense, the term "hectic" means "cool" or "awesome" here. haha. still getting used to it.) I was so close to missing my Sydney-Joburg flight it wasn't funny. As spoken by the sympathetic guy at Sydney airport into a walkie talkie, "we have a girl here completely in hysterics". I ended up not being able to get onto my Bris-Syd flight (dont wanna go there) so I had to take one an hr later, which gave me an hr and a half from my arrival into Sydney and my departure to Joburg to get off the plane, find my luggage, go from domestic to international terminals (whole other building), check my bag in, get my ticket, go through customs etc etc.

The Joburg-Cape Town one was actually a lot better, although my bag was ripped and broken when I got there. I actually was kinda expecting that, the lady at Joburg airport looked at the bag, then looked at me, then back at the bag, and said to me, "there's nothing breakable, right?" and when I did put my bag through, since I was the last one to get my ticket, instead of putting it through she just said to me, "just dump it on the ground with all the other bags". Haha. But I am here safe and sound, praise the Lord!

We have been driven around by Bernadette's lovely friend from her old church, Jonathan, who picked me up from the airport and drove us around the waterfront yesterday. The famous V&A Waterfront Harbour was really beautiful, lots of cute souvenir shops, and craft markets, and coffee shops, and bookstores. I even saw really cool Andy Warhol pop-art coasters with Nelson Mandela's face. So retro.

Last night we ate at this place called Spur's, this Nando's-esque American Indian restaurat (I'm in Africa I know, but apparently this is where all the local young'uns go). Food here is quite cheap, Berns and I got breakfast and bottomless cups of coffee for R50, about $8.50.

Jet lag is still an issue haha, I have been getting tired at 7pm (3am AEST) and waking up at about 4-5am (almost midday AEST) and not being able to get back to sleep again.

Due to the rainy weather we decided to get a room at the local backpacker's place, as it is easier for us to get around as it is in the city. (We are in the Giraffe room hehe). All the African crafts at the markets and stuff are really cool.

We are leaving to visit the townships in about an hour, and tomorrow we are going to go up Table Mountain and see Robben Island, the prison that Nelson Mandela was at. Tonight we are going to see an African dance show.

I will keep ya posted