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Tina exploring Maiden's Cove |
Since I
have yet to tell anyone about what I’ve been up to, I’ll start from the
beginning. I was really excited for the flight; although I was apprehensive to
how I would spend my time, I was enjoying everything in the beginning. I
chatted with David, another UCONN student, took pictures, watched as we
ascended and just enjoyed people watching. Then we got food, which I have to
say was pretty good. At this point no more than two hours went by. I had a
lovely roasted vegetable pasta with a cream sauce, cheese and crackers, salad
(which David was nice enough to let me borrow his dressing packet because I
could not open mine) and bread. Not long after lunch was over though and the
trays were cleared, the lights were shut off. This caught me quite off-guard
for we had only been on the plane for a maximum of four hours. We all had to
shut our windows because the light was painfully bright so it appeared to be
quite late. At this point I thought, why not try out this high-tech portable
dvd-like player screen. After listening to two songs off of the Femme
Fatale album, while simultaneously checking the other selections available, my
screen stopped working. There were such good selections like the film
Anastasia, Rihanna’s Unapologetic album, Taylor Swift and Lady Gaga’s
discography and 30 Rock. I died. I did not want to kill my phone battery by
listening to music and could not read because my light would have literally
been the only light on, so I slept.
I had no
concept of time on the plane. At one point I lifted the window and saw
that it was pitch black. This was frightening but also exciting at the same
time because I had hoped it meant the flight was almost over. At one point, I
became so desperate for simulation that I watched the woman in front of me
watch Anastasia through the crack of my seat. I did get a lot of sleep though.
So much so that I do not have jetlag! Hoorah!
After we
landed, we boarded a coach bus, our method of transportation for the next ten
days to go to our respective houses. It was beyond nice to feel the heat and to
see Table Mountain actually in front of me. The first thing that I thought of
when driving through Cape Town, and this view has only grown the more we travel
through the city, is that it looks like the set of Jurassic Park. It is
ridiculously beautiful, tropical, mountainous, and scenic. Honestly though, the
mountain is so humongous and can be seen throughout the city that it literally
just looks like it is an outline in the sky. It is so pretty that it looks
totally fake, especially since I have never seen something in person like that
before.
The first
day was the worst because there was so much to do and all I wanted was to go to
sleep and shower. Orientation has been super hectic and busy, but so far it is
so much fun. I love the city already and can totally see why people are
obsessed. The people are so friendly, and the city itself is one of the most
breathtakingly scenic places around.The seven of us in my house definitely give
our place the homey aspect it needed; never in my life have I bonded with a
group of people so quickly and we’ve only been here for three days. Craziness.
So far I
have eaten at a few different restaurants and I have to say, I am not that
impressed with the food. The French fries here are not good, which is painful
to say! I have had them twice, at two separate places and they are just dense
and have this paprika spice rub on it. Also, it is DISGUSTING that ketchup here
is super liquidy and called tomato sauce. I never knew ketchup could get any
worse. Here’s hoping the food gets better than it has been or else I think I
may go mad.
So far I
have really enjoyed my time here and can see how people fall in love with Cape
Town. It feels like I have been here for weeks and know the city inside and
out, when really I know two roads and the five stores that occupy that space. I
feel so fortunate to be able to scavenger the city and to only get more
opportunities to see its beauty, friendly natives and discover myself in the
process.
Best,
Tina
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