Really amazing weekend in Cape Town...
Friday night I was invited to attend a "school party" with the Zambian guys I met earlier in the week. My flatmate, Ilya, and another Rotary scholar, Emily K., came along as well. We went to a residence on campus where we waited with hundreds of drunk freshers to buy tickets for some place called Ratanga Junction, which we knew nothing about. They piled us all on buses and drove us some 30 minutes to the Northern Suburbs I think. Our bus was really rowdy...the local South African boys were singing freedom songs and stomping and banging. When we arrived we were really impressed with the place. It was like a giant outdoor theme park area with a big indoor complex that housed at least a dozen venues playing different types of music. We ended up in a hip hop venue and broke it down a little bit for the locals. Haha. They played amazing music though - much like at clubs in Canada. Nelly Furtado was played frequently so there was some Canadian pride there. Drinks were only 8 rand, which is like $1.50 Canadian, so that was a bonus too. Really good times there.
Saturday morning we all got up and took the train out to Muizenberg beach (first class this time)! The beach was hosting a surfing competition and the waves were wicked. Lots of kiteboarding going on too. So we tanned our bodies for a bit and then grabbed lunch and hung out with some homeless people in a local park. Good times.
Saturday night I rounded the troops again (as the local social convenor) and headed out to a place called Cool Runnings. It's a local hit with students and backpackers. It is an indoor/outdoor bar with sand and Christmas lights strung up all over the place. Scoped out the hot surfer boy scene there...haha. Met up with some other girls who we knew there as well, two of whom were South African and who insisted that we go to a house club called "All Nations" down the street. House music is very big with black South Africans here. Emily A., Emily K., Ally and I were the only non-black people in the place and that caused some tension at first. A super creepy black South African man tried to pick me up. I refused and the girls pulled me away from him, but he kept coming back. I learned that men are super persistent here. Security literally had to intervene and even then he was screaming at security about how he wanted to talk to me. It was slightly unnerving. Lots of cool dance offs going on in the place though. Very tribal looking dance moves. I ended up in the middle of a dance off circle and panicked when I realized I didn't have the hips for any of the dance moves! Hahaha.
Sunday morning our flatmates all assembled again to go to a Rotary/Rotaract/Interact event that was put on for underpriveleged black children from the townships. We helped facilitate the games and had an amazing day giving back a little bit to the community. We all plan to do a lot more community service activities with the local Rotary and Rotaract Clubs.
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