Monday, April 30, 2012

A New Place to Call Home


I have now been in South Africa 98 days and it is now hitting me, at 2 in the morning on a Wednesday that I am going to have to leave this place and go back home. For the first time being here and thinking about going home, I am really scared and nervous. I have experienced so much and have learned an incredible amount about myself that going back home cant help but make me feel as though I am moving backwards. I now understand what all the “adjusting to being back home” seminars were for.

 I am leaving Thursday for AFRIKABURN and I cant even begin to explain the excitement I feel. It has been a lifelong dream of mine to attend Burning Man in Arizona, and the fact that I get to go to it in Africa is wild. I will be celebrating my 21st birthday there and I couldn’t ask for a more beautiful way to celebrate me coming into myself and finally finding out who I am, then go to a festival that is all about self expression and accepting everyone for who they are. I can honestly say that before I came to Africa, I was completely lost. I had no idea who I really was or where I was going. Being here and facing so many challenges has finally made me realize not only who I am but also who I want to be. This last month and a half I have here I plan to take full advantage of. I am soaking everything up and taking in all that I can. Stellenbosch has really become a home to me. I see familiar faces followed by friendly smiles everywhere I go. Even going away on the garden route I found myself homesick; not for Spokane, but for Stellenbosch (sorry mom and dad).  5 months is a odd amount of time to be away because once you overcome the initial fear of being somewhere different, everything becomes normal and you grow used to it, and it becomes your home just as quickly as you have to leave. I cant imagine never seeing all the incredible people I have met, not only those from the states but also from South Africa, Germany, Austria and France ever again. I have never been good at goodbyes and this goodbye is going to be especially hard.  As lame and as over used it probably is, I have never felt so at ease and more like I fit in anywhere in my life. Stellenbosch will always have a huge part of my heart and I know this will not be the last time I see it. We will meet again.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Cliffs, Elephants, Cheetahs


I will first start off by apologizing for how long it has been since my last blog. But a lot has happened since my last birthday wish post.

I had my first experience at Kirstenbosch, which is a venue where bands come to play music outside in one of the most gorgeous settings I have ever seen. The band was Freshly Ground which is the band who played with Shakira at the World Cup. Most people are familiar with the wakka wakka Africa song they sang. Much to my disappointment Shakira did not make an appearance and sing shewolf, but otherwise it was absolutely amazing and a great experience!

School has been going very well. Wrote my first paper here not too long ago and am feeling good about it. Surprisingly jewelry class is the most difficult class for me. What I thought was going to be a simple sit down and string some beads for a necklace turned out to me saudering metal and using blow torches. Needless to say I am awful at it and many people will be receiving some of the ugliest jewelry when I return home.

I have just got back from a weeklong trip on the Garden Route and I have never had so much fun! The first two nights we stayed at a back packers owned by a man who I am pretty sure took one too many drugs in his younger years. We had multiple conversations about the “fairies” that lived around the area, then he proceeded to encourage me to go catch them and bring them for dinner. No idea what kind of life lesson or metaphor he might have been trying to get at, but it’s always fun to talk to crazy sometimes.

The first night we visited the Congo caves as well as some ostriches. The adventure through the caves was unreal. I have never been in such tight areas or contorted my body in ways no one should ever have to. It was a blast all the while though. All I can say about the ostriches is that they are creepy and freak me out. When you meet an ostrich you will understand.

The second day I was up early to go kloofing. Kloofing is pretty much cliff jumping along with rock climbing and river rafting with your body. It was insane. And me being used to never having to wear shoes in Stellenbosch I had to do all the climbing and hiking barefoot but the aching feet was well worth it all. I came into the whole trip thinking it was going to be nothing to be scared about, I jumped off the bridge at home during the summer into the river and I figured couldn’t be any worse.  We would hike and then swim (rather float) down the current to where we would then climb and jump off the cliffs back into the water. The highest jump we did was 12 meters high and I was shaking like a god damn leaf. I never really knew I was afraid of heights but turns out I am. But once I finally sucked it up I was jumping off everything. It was so much fun and such an adrenaline rush.

After two days at the first back packers we drove to a farm that we stayed at for the rest of the trip. It was gorgeous there and such a nice break from the city area. While we were there we visited some incredible elephants, the big cat sanctuary as well as monkey land. Being able to touch and be around elephants (my favorite animal) was incredible. They are heartbreakingly adorable yet so terrifying. There were only three rules that the instructors gave which were don’t get in between two elephants, don’t walk behind them, and don’t run. I managed to break all three within the first few minutes of being there. As I tried to take a picture with one elephant, two others came on each side of me making me not in the middle of just two elephants but three. So as I tried to get out of there I had to walk behind all three of them which resulted in me running and my friend getting a less then attractive picture of me in complete panic.

 I found it hilarious how in Africa, instead of looking at animals through cages or glass walls, you actually just go in the cage with them. It was our luck that they had not been fed yet and they get “restless” when the weather starts to cool down. But still there were no objections to putting 25 delicious human beings in a fenced in area full of cheetahs. It was an unreal thing to be that close to wild animals like that. We also visited the monkeys at monkey land which was hilarious. It is just this gated community full of trees and forest and they just have the monkeys run around and do what they want. As I mentioned before in a blog about the monkey apocalypse, I felt like I was right in the middle of it. They would run right next to you and above you and just watch as you walked by, plotting. A few of the people in my group had the honor of getting peed on by the monkeys but I guess not a lot of people can say a monkey peed on them.

It was an amazing trip and I had a blast. I have a lot to look forward to these last few months I get here. I am going on a safari in a few weeks and then I am going to Afrika Burn to celebrate my 21st birthday. Being able to celebrate my birthday at a festival that has always been my dream to ever go to is completely surreal to me. I am so excited for the next adventures I will be going on but the reality that I will have to go home has started to settle in and it is getting harder and harder for me to have to let this place go. I am very much determined to come back here again in my life and because of that I will never officially say goodbye to South Africa. It has become a place I consider home for the last months and will always have a big part of my heart.

Miss you all.