This weekend I caught a ride into Cape Town with a few classmates. From Stellenbosch, a short thirty minute drive along the N2 (and in our case, a couple unintended detours) will usher you directly into the heart of this modern port city. Towering buildings, restaurants, pawn shops, cathedrals, and apartment complexes crowed around the foot of Table Mountain, threatening further encroachment up the stone fortress. Each of us four girls played a key role in making the day a success. Kenya manned the steering wheel. With only the occasional stall, peel-out, and missed turn, she was for all intents and purposes, a successful chauffeur. Erin was the focused navigator in the passenger’s seat who directed the way and kept us on schedule all day. Liz, the theater major from New Orleans served as the upbeat,
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