Tuesday 20th February 2007
Journal entry brought to you once again by Tami
So today was meant to be a trademark lazy day again, which we blatantly needed after the massive expedition round the aquarium. In the morning we went down to the waterfront to meet up with a chap called Duncan, who is the cousin of Hayley who I worked with at Vodafone. We went for a drink at some random beer place and Sophie and I asked him lots of in depth questions about where to go and what to do in Cape Town, and he gave us some great pointers on different ways to climb Table Mountain and areas around Cape Town that are good to see. He was lots of help and it was nice to meet up with him as I’ve heard lots about him from Hayley, haha.
Anyhoo we then decided that before going back to the hostel we’d check out the Castle of Good Hope (which I tell you is a complete mission to get to – whoever said you just go down Strand and it’s on the right clearly hasn’t been there in a while. Was a joke finding it! Although it was quite cool as we found this underground shopping mall on the way.) Anyway we found it eventually and Sophie loved it but I was really tired having had not much sleep the night before due to mass card playing. Plus I was wearing flip flops as we’d previously thought we would just meet Duncan and come back to the hostel so I hadn’t planned for an excursion and my feet were now hurting too much to concentrate. So I’m sure the castle was great but I was just a bit out of it. Too much history stuff for me. We then made the mission back towards the hostel but on the way stopped at this surf shop so I could buy some shorts as I managed to leave a pair at home in the washing machine complete with three tops I was intending to bring, and trousers are just not an option here, it’s boiling. Having said that there is usually a strong breeze from the sea which helps in the struggle to keep cool but trousers are just not possible in the day time. Evening is okay. Anyway we went in to this shop and there was about 7 young male shop assistants who all looked very bored prior to our entrance and all became very excited that they’d got customers so we got lots of attention! I had two of them helping me find the right size of shorts, and another one talking me through styles and design of pockets, while Sophie was entertaining another two chatting about random stuff and what we’d done in Cape Town so far and (rather randomly) pretending to break dance! When I’d chosen a pair and paid for them, one of the assistants asked for my number which was hilarious then we left and trekked back to the hostel! Really cool shop though, all the guys were really nice and funny.
When we got back to the hostel I made our dinner which was tortillas with veggie mince, four types of beans, tomato, olives, cucumber, lettuce and cheese, with fruit salad for pudding. Yummy. Haven’t lost any weight yet though (gutted!) because I thought I might as I predicted I’d be living on fruit as I’d been previously informed that it was dirt cheap over here. However my informant failed to inform me that normal food is also really really cheap so I’m not really sticking to a healthy eating plan any more!!! Ah well. There’s always New Zealand when I’m out of money.
After dinner we headed up to the bar where there was a pool competition going on that evening. We bought some drinks and got to do some serious socialising while waiting for our turns – they were playing Killer at first, and Sophie lost her three lives in her first three rounds. I lasted for four rounds, so not that much better but at least I potted a ball! One of the guys who came fourth was really good and Sophie started chatting to him and his friend, they were called Matt and Jazz and were from England as well. I got introduced a bit later and they were really nice. When we’d spent most of the rest of the night talking to them it transpired that they were planning on climbing Table Mountain the next day and asked if we wanted to come along. We had originally planned to fill the day up by going to the beach with Joe so we politely declined, but talking to him a bit later he seemed cool if we “stood him up” (as he put it) and so we agreed to meet them the next morning, they could come with us to our new hostel, (we were moving to Long Street – the club and bar capital of Cape Town) and then we’d walk the mountain together.
We then played cards with Freddie again, then fairly early I headed up to bed as I was exhausted, Sophie had assured me she’d set an alarm for the following morning so we wouldn’t miss our checkout time of 10am.
Then a bit later I found I was being very gently shaken and someone was saying softly, “ Tam, you have to get up, it’s time to go”. I opened my very tired bleary eyes to see Joe looking all concerned that I wasn’t waking up, and in my dazed and confused state I said “What, time to go now?” To which the idiot replied “No, go back to sleep!!” So of course I hit him and called him something rude and tried to get back into Nod. He did it to Sophie as well. Not funny!
Just had a peek at Sophie’s computer and she’s putting a few messages on there for her journal entries, so I’m going to take this opportunity to just say hey to everyone at Vodafone and The Express – hope you are all working hard. I miss (most of) you a lot. Thank you to everyone who has put messages on the site for us – you’re all gems, you have no idea how nice it is to log in and see messages from home (-: Feel free to put anything on, any news from you or work I’d love to hear it!