Back already
Jet-lag sucks. It's 5 o'clock in the morning, and I've only slept about 6 hours in the last 60, and my body is so fucking confused that I can't fall back asleep.
Needless to say, I'm back in the US. I miss South Africa so much, but am just going to have to go back soon to visit, won't I? Not that all ended that well, like the whole me bitching Warren the fuck out the day I left, but hey leaving with only 1 enemy isn't bad, huh?
The last 10 days of my trip was spent on a safari with 40 other exchange students from all over. There were 23 fucking germans, and I swear if I hear that damn language again anytime soon, I might not be able to control myself. Not that I don't like germans, but these little 15-17 year old fuckers were really just too much. But not everyone was bad, I was able to have a small group of people I could actually stand: Sonja, from America, Oz from Australia, Hamish from New Zealand, and Benjamin from France. If it wasn't for the 4 of them, I really don't think I would have made it out alive. Thanks guys.
Did some crazy shit on that trip though...a lot more game reserves and camping out in the bush with pythons and spiders the size of my head. watched oz get pissed on my a leopard cuz we were too close, had a rhino charge and almost tip our game truck over, had a cheetah lunge at us whilst we were walking around, which of course we couldn't outrun even if we tried, and basically laughed harder than I ever have with my favorite 4, even if it was mostly at other people's expenses. :)
I got back to uMlalazi on Sunday, did a day thing on the boat with my host family and some of their family friends to say goodbye, then left for Durban with Michelle. Went out to Joe Kool's on Sunday night, which probably wasn't a good idea to do the night before a 31 hour trip. (and I still hadn't packed, of course) But it was good fun, with sonja, hames, and oz showing up, and everyone from Durban (minus Warren, of course, the pansy-ass motherfucker). Had my last 10 cent shots and dollar rum and cokes, and then get on a plane with my hungover self on Monday afternoon.
Then somehow I wound back up in Texas.
Leaving on friday for a Rotary Weekend in Mt. Vernon, TX until Sunday. But other than that, if you're in Texas, call me up since I basically sit around doing nothing all fucking day. Oh, and Dominic, you need to come back from cali now, ok?
Back to trying to sleep...
hambe kahle...
Needless to say, I'm back in the US. I miss South Africa so much, but am just going to have to go back soon to visit, won't I? Not that all ended that well, like the whole me bitching Warren the fuck out the day I left, but hey leaving with only 1 enemy isn't bad, huh?
The last 10 days of my trip was spent on a safari with 40 other exchange students from all over. There were 23 fucking germans, and I swear if I hear that damn language again anytime soon, I might not be able to control myself. Not that I don't like germans, but these little 15-17 year old fuckers were really just too much. But not everyone was bad, I was able to have a small group of people I could actually stand: Sonja, from America, Oz from Australia, Hamish from New Zealand, and Benjamin from France. If it wasn't for the 4 of them, I really don't think I would have made it out alive. Thanks guys.
Did some crazy shit on that trip though...a lot more game reserves and camping out in the bush with pythons and spiders the size of my head. watched oz get pissed on my a leopard cuz we were too close, had a rhino charge and almost tip our game truck over, had a cheetah lunge at us whilst we were walking around, which of course we couldn't outrun even if we tried, and basically laughed harder than I ever have with my favorite 4, even if it was mostly at other people's expenses. :)
I got back to uMlalazi on Sunday, did a day thing on the boat with my host family and some of their family friends to say goodbye, then left for Durban with Michelle. Went out to Joe Kool's on Sunday night, which probably wasn't a good idea to do the night before a 31 hour trip. (and I still hadn't packed, of course) But it was good fun, with sonja, hames, and oz showing up, and everyone from Durban (minus Warren, of course, the pansy-ass motherfucker). Had my last 10 cent shots and dollar rum and cokes, and then get on a plane with my hungover self on Monday afternoon.
Then somehow I wound back up in Texas.
Leaving on friday for a Rotary Weekend in Mt. Vernon, TX until Sunday. But other than that, if you're in Texas, call me up since I basically sit around doing nothing all fucking day. Oh, and Dominic, you need to come back from cali now, ok?
Back to trying to sleep...
hambe kahle...