“It’s just another manic Monday, I wish it was
I survived. I have completed my internship, my family arrives tomorrow, and in two weeks I’ll be back in Grand Rapids. I’m excited to see my friends and family, but I wish that I could pause time for a little while. I have finally settled in to Cape Town, my job, using public transit and having no central heating, and already it is time to go. I regret wishing my time away in the beginning, because now I am devastated to leave this beautiful place that I have called home. I have felt such a sense of purpose and independence, and I’m not ready to give that up. I’m glad my family is coming to visit, I think it will make my transition back home easier, and will help them better understand my experience.
Last week, Rachel (another intern) and I went out for dinner at a traditional Ethiopian restaurant, Little Ethiopia. It was my first time eating Ethiopian, and I had no idea what I was doing, so I let Rachel do most of the ordering. She did well, the food was amazing. We ate with our hands, which was different, but I enjoyed the food and conversation that the evening brought. Rachel and I have come to find that we have a lot in common, and it has been really cool getting to know her over the past few weeks.
Final Friday With Rape Crisis
Friday was my last day with Rape Crisis. I cried like a baby. I wish I could better explain the impact that the Rape Crisis staff has made on me. They all showed me kindness, compassion, support and patience. I cannot put into words how much that meant to me. It is something that I will never forget. Each and every one of them will forever hold a special place in my heart. If I could work at Rape Crisis forever, I would.
Saturday & The Great Gatsby
On Saturday, Estelle and Chanel (two of my coworkers) took me around Cape Town to places I hadn’t been yet. Our first stop was the District Six Museum. It is a museum that reflects on Apartheid and the displacement of thousands of people. A truly ugly piece of South African history. Next, Estelle and Chanel took me around Athlone, where they both grew up. We got a Gatsby; a dietary staple in the coloured community.
Note: Me using the term ‘coloured’ is not me being racist/insensitive/ignorant. In South Africa, coloured is the preferred term. This was an adjustment because I would never use this term in America, as it is offensive to most people. That is not the case in South Africa.
Finally, we ventured up to Rhodes memorial, where we enjoyed the view and our Gatsby. I had so much fun hanging out with Chanel and Estelle. They work in a different area of the Rape Crisis office, so we didn’t get to chat as much as I would have liked. My only regret is that we didn’t go on this outing sooner. Next time, when I visit in summer, we’re going to the beach!
Man Crush Monday: Meerkat
I realized I never posted pictures of our journey to the Cheetah Outreach Centre a few weeks back. The cheetah encounter was l-a-m-e, but the meerkat encounter was incredible; especially given my love for The Lion King.
- The Table Mountain Cable Car closes each year, for two weeks, for annual maintenance. That two-week period started today, the day before my family gets here. *eye roll*
- It’s a small world after all. I came to a cafe to have internet, so I could write this blog, and I ended up sitting next to a guy from Ann Arbor!
- The Protea is the national flower of South Africa. It has adapted to survive wildfires by keeping dormant buds in its thick stem, which only produce new flowers after a fire. Think of it as a type of “Phoenix flower,” if you will.