I've done more walking in the past two days than the past two years in canada.

it's been a couple days, and I'm pretty sure no one is going to believe what I did yesterday.

But first, Thursday was a holiday, so me and Christina, a girl in my room from Spain, walked to Sea Point.
Walking to Sea Point involves walking to the waterfront, which I already thought was a long walk, and then walking further. Like, two hours further, each way. And it was sooo windy but still hot, so of course I'm totally sunburnt.
Sea Point is beautiful though, walking along the coast.

I have tons of pictures, but I think I have to buy a USB thing for my memory card. I'll work on it today.

Then we went for dinner, and out to a bar accross the street called Zula for an hour or so.
Beer here is stupid cheap, between 10-20R (like $1-2.5 Canadian). It's the same price as coke!
Also, at dinner I had chicken and the chicken is different here. Chewier.
Not sure how I feel about it.

Then... after Zula we just went back to the hostel and I hung out for a bit.
It's a really cool vibe there, the music's fantastic (everything from Velvet Underground to Franz Ferdinand to the Beach Boys... and one time Amanda Marshall, it was weird).
Everyone's very friendly and it's easy to sit down with anyone and chat.

Yesterday (friday) my roomate Christina left back to Spain, which was sad to see her go she was a very nice girl.
Then I met two British guys named Joe and Nav, and we decided to go to Table Mountain.
Some random guy came out of the kitchen and told us "you have to hike, and don't go under the cable car, go this other way".
He also claimed it was a "pretty easy hike".

So, once our cab finally found the entrance to the path, we were off up the mountain, and about 1 min later I was tired.
It was definately definately not an easy hike.
It was very steep, very rocky.
I think if I had gone alone I definately would have turned around, found the cable car, and went up that way.
But we climbed about 700m to the top of an area called the 12 Apostles, which is right beside Table Mountain, overlooking a beautiful beach called Camps Bay.
It was so windy at the top I figured I would blow off and die, but I felt very very accomplished having climbed a mountain.
Unfortunately, we still had to climb down which was very scary for me, and we got lost twice, but we worked it out.

We wanted to go to the beach, we had like two subdivisions of 5-60 million dollar houses to walk through.
So Joe, who is brave and crazy, hitched us a ride with a guy in his delivery car.
When we got out I punched him in the kidney for making me hitchhike in Africa.
But, there was three of us and the guy was in a well marked work car, so we were aight.

We got to Camps Bay which is a BEAUTIFUL beach, but very very posh.
And of course, we were very very smelly and dirty and sunburnt.
But we sat on a fancy balcony and had a cocktail watching water.
I made the guys walk out on the beach with me, but unfortunately it was sooo windy we stayed about three seconds.

So instead of getting a cab back to the hostel, Joe figures we can take a mini bus.
Which is what they tell you never to do as a tourist, but it was totally fine.
A mini bus is like a smaller mini van, with like 4 benches crammed in.
You smush in, and the driver just kind of goes from one side of town to the other, and you yell out where you need to go and he takes you as close as he wants to.
Joe was in the front seat, so he was helping the driver out with money (everyone just hands it up, and there's all this "who hasn't paid?" yelling, and all of the money goes in a canvas sack) and picking the tunes (reggae, of course).

So when we finally got back to the hostel I had the most fantastic and well deserved shower I've ever had in my whole life.
Then met a girl named Julia, from Germany, and the four of us went for dinner, and then to an Irish pub of all places.
Mostly because there was no cover.
Unfortunately, I'm old now, so I had to be back in bed by like 1.

Oh I also saw and killed my first cockroach!
I grabbed the bath matt and through it over him, then stepped on the matt and he crunched.
Sick.
But the girls in my room are like, 18 year olds who wake up early to blow dry their hair, so I'm glad they weren't around when it happened.

Today I can barely walk, but I'm going to tough it out and walk to the waterfront anyway for my boat to Robben Island.
I think I'm going to leave Cape Town on Monday, maybe Tuesday.
It's beautiful beautiful here, I can't even stand it.

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