June 18

June 18, 2007

LISA:
At the moment I am sitting in a strange town looking at pamphlets about ostrich racing.

But I think I’m writing about yesterday.

Hokay. So. Yesterday. Hmmm. Oh right. We were at this hostel that Renae talked about in Struissbaai (I have not idea how to spell that. We pronounce it struse-bye but nobody knows if we’re right). After repacking old Lassie/Beast/Nancy/Ephraim/Tau/”Rhino”/Maeste (We had a vote and there was a tie between Nancy and Tau but apparently nobody wanted those names and they all voted wrong and we have not agreed upon a way to resolve this issue) we started driving. We went to the southern-most tip of Africa where the Atlantic and Indian Oceans meet. This was quite exciting, as there was a definite blue-green vs. green-blue color difference between the Oceans, and the opposing pulls the moon has on the flow of the tides is quite remarkable. The line separating the two Oceans was clearly defined, and it was all really very spectacular. Nicole found her new best friend (since her old one, the sleeping bag, broke) and can often be seen cooing to her seaweed tube and petting it lovingly. It’s really very touching to witness it. We also saw a shipwreck. I don’t really have anything to say about that. I guess Dad really liked that pizza because we went back to the place on our way back (we had to backtrack a little. I don’t really understand this, but I decided just to accept it instead). The pizza really is very good. Dad told this to our waitress and she was appalled that we don’t have good pizza in America. I think after this we just drove a lot and looked at some cool scenery and stopped for a cattle crossing. We stopped at this campground by the ocean where the last people that came there checked in 4 nights ago. I guess we’re the only retards that go camping in the winter. It was nice being the only people there, and we got a fire going and Dad went to get a lot of meat. It was good except that the chicken tasted and smelled like fish. We were more than a little suspicious. We climbed this mountain to go to a lighthouse, but we decided not to go the whole way because we weren’t really in the mood for falling off mountains in the dark. Brilliant, aren’t we?
Lisa