It’s the winter season here. That doesn’t necessarily mean snow, but rather a ton of rain. With that being said, this rain is ruining my scheduled excursions around the country. Not ruining, but rather delaying. The mornings and nights here are cold but the afternoons and evenings are warm. The weather here can change instantly without much warning.
A handful of us decided to go surfing at Muizenberg beach while it was raining outside. We were gonna get wet anyways so we gave it a try. Dave, the owner of the Surf Shack, gives the DTR volunteers a massive discount when renting surfing gear; which means I will be surfing quite a bit. I have never surfed before and to be honest, I didn’t think I would like it. But…
I loved it! The waves were nonstop and pretty legit. After a little tutoring from Lindsay and Ansel, I found my groove and was able to catch a wave and stand for at most five seconds. Nothing to brag about at all but I thought I did pretty well for my first go. We had the mountains, a full arched rainbow, a beautiful salty coast, along with some seals that liked to pop up from time to time as our backdrop. At one point I stood on the beach in the pouring rain soaking in the scenery and I couldn’t have been more thankful for this opportunity. I’ll be sure to post some surfing pictures up soon!
The other thing about all the rain is it that effects our teaching programs. The best part of the day is at recess when we can play with the kids but the rain literally floods the school yards which means the kids stay inside. Also, it has been exam week for the school so all we’ve done is check workbooks for the teachers all afternoon. Boring. There is no set structure here so we do as we please. I have a lot to comment on the way this school runs but I’ll spill my guts about it on a later post. On Friday, about half of our house left on a three day safari along the Garden Route. I opted out because I will be taking part of a more extreme safari tour when I am in Tanzania.
While they are away, the few of us that stayed behind will take the Metro Rail (or locally known as the Metro Fail because it is never on time) and spend the weekend exploring Cape Town, including a hike up the famous Table Mountain.
P.S. I’m a little behind on the blog posts. They aren’t concurrent with the day I post these. So bear with me. Internet is limited here.