Cape Town

Cape Town is sweet. I managed to dodge the flooding that happened all last week, and its been very nice. I met a group who had just finished a three month tour of Africa, and they invited to take me with them on a driving tour of Cape Town and the surroundings. Without them, I would not have been able to see Cape Point, which I was led to believe is the lowest point in Africa, but they lie. Close though. Beautiful national park, and I saw my first wild animal. I konw you were all waiting for animal stories from the girl in Africa. Baboons are nasty little shits. Don't have food on you. There was a man at the point whose sole occupation is to carry around a stick and hit them if they get aggressive towards tourists. Its because we feed them, and now they are dependent upon us for sustinance. I saw the penguins at the boulders, and they are just the cutest damned animals ever. Tim the Aussie, Debra the Kiwi, Lacey the Texan and I sat there for quite a while watching them walk about. I use the word walk loosely of course. Its tragic, because they can't fly, and they really were not intended to walk. It was my first tour, and it was dirt cheap. Then yesterday I hiked Table Mountain with Greg the Brit. Preparing myself for Kilimanjaro. Washed my clothes yesterday at a proper laundrymat for the first time since I have arrived. I figured once a month suffices, but Im not sure how potential travel partners will feel about this. Everyone smells. Everyone. Fact of life. Ok. Im off.