Dear all
Friday was so called D-day at university. This means it's the last day you can register for classes. It was raining cats and dogs and I was running around campus to get my schedule all worked out. I am afraid I got a bit over enthusiastic cause I ended up signing up for Afrikaans language course (the strange language they speak here which is very similar to Dutch or Flemish) and an African dance course in addition to my history classes. I guess time will show if it's going to work out or not. After I got all the signatures I needed, I spent the rest of the day inside, trying to get warm again. But I still got sick (again.. f***). Someone told me I should eat differently to customize my immune system to South Africa’s bacterial flora and climate in order to try and stay healthy. Do I eat differently? Hmm well, the avocado here is so splendid, I simply have to eat one every single day, with yogurt and pepper. And I drink more red wine than usual and a lot of orange juice. But these days I finally had to surrender to C-vitamin pills. I hope they help.
Today I am writing a paper on an article for my history class. As I described earlier, the lectures here are easy to follow, but when it comes to the homework, I am experiencing now that it is not so easy to get started. I am constantly sick (as I am always in the beginning of a stay in a foreign place) and therefore my academic stamina (I mean how long I am capable of concentrating) is very low. In addition, I have no idea how much they expect of me here and that scares me a little. I have a two page long paper to hand in tomorrow and I find it difficult to manage. My motivation is there (I hope), so I guess I'll be fine, but I truly hope that it's going to get easier after some time here. When the going gets tough, the tough gets going, eh?
Yesterday, I had a lazy Saturday. But three cool South African girls, that was in our house drinking a bit on Thursday, had told us about a concert that was supposed to be awesome on Saturday night in a place called assembly down town. I rang one of the girls up to ask if she was still up for it. She was unfortunately not, but we decided to check it out for ourselves. Bingo!! The band that call themselves Dirty Skirts turned out to be really awesome despite that their most recent album is called "daddy don't disco" (..) Most of the people there, I'd say there were around 300, knew the lyrics and didn't need to be asked twice to sing along. After the last song, everyone screamed "we want more, we want more" and I guess the Dirty Skirts guys expected as much, cause they came back on to the stage and the singer said "you guys are such a fucking handfull". Haha. And this was good planning I suspect, cause the song they played as an Extra song was actually called "you are such a fucking handfull" Great. We felt so good and it was all such a perfect night. I have a good feeling we're gonna be hanging out in the assembly a lot. I think the picture encapsulate the atmosphere quite well. Haha, From left after me there is, Eline, Ingrid and Ruth. They all live in the same house as me.
So, let me finish this up by wishing you all a good week and cheers to good health.
Heidi
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