Last weekend, five of us drove down to a town by the coast called Hermanus where once a year people are gathered for the, brace yourself, the whale festival. Hahaha. In Hermanus lives the world's only known professional whale crier. It means he has a horn he can call the whales with, so that they curiously swim very close to the cliffs where we and all the other tourists are standing watching them in amazement. Haha, we were so thrilled. The whales can jump, did you know that? I didn't. Fascinating. Indeed I was so fascinated that I bought my very own whale horn and are now amusing my flatmates with it. Just have a look at Eline at the image bellow;) (The smoke does not come from the whale horn by the way). Whales, I love you, but I still want to eat you. Word! :)
Tankevekkende og godt skrevet Heidi! Jeg blir både fascinert og skremt, særlig den unge studenten som ble skutt! Du må passe godt på deg selv Heidi så du kommer trygt hjem! Ellers var det gøy å høre om hvalene! Hilsen Pappa
ReplyDeleteI really had good time there (we have many more pictures, i really like the one where a lioness is looking at me in the eyes), and I'm now waiting for you to come here :)
ReplyDeleteThe horn is fantastic, even if sometimes makes a "little strange sound" :D You should try it on your coasts in Norway, or maybe the whales there speaks another language :P hehe
The rest of the story is sad, especially the one about the unlucky guy from your university... and makes me scary about that place where ppl life didn't value so much...