We sat on the beach and drowsily leaned on each other. Tracing in the sand with our feet, we talked about the best parts of the trip. Unanimously, we decided it was Tanner's sleeping arrangements. We also agreed we were glad we took this trip together, and we had grown to be great friends. I guess you can't really share a tiny room in a foreign country with four other people for two weeks and not feel close. We made our way back to the hotel, crashed, and played cards for the rest of the day.
Around 7:00pm, with our things packed and ready to go, we took a walk out into Cape Town to grab a bite to eat. There we found Cape Town Central Library, which we explored! I really liked the section of African poetry.
"At the end of the dream you will wake up--South African poet Peter Horn from "Prophets of Doom and Prophets of Paradise"
And count your countless blessings
Like sunshine and braaivleis (if you could afford meat)
But they don't make Chevrolets anymore
And you are content with a bike anyway."
We learned that braaivleis was a type of meat cooked over an open fire at a braai, sort of like a South African barbecue. This is usually done on Sundays with friends and family. The main dish is meat, and it is served with potato salad and pudding for dessert. Peter Horn was a South African poet born in 1934. He mainly wrote anti-Apartheid peices. It was interesting to read his poetry and compare it to one of our all time favorite American poets, Robert Frost.
"The woods are lovely, dark, and deepPosted by: Catherine
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."
