In my defence though....this is Africa and the Internet connection here is crap (blog to follow) Thankfully though after 60 days camping in African bush I have reached civilisation in the beautiful Cape Town....and I LOVE it!
I have lots of stories to tell (good and bad) of my African adventures........However, as requested by Alison, here is last nights adventure......
So, in an attempt to be an "Independent and Cultured" traveller (and because I hadn't made any friends in my hostel yet and didn't want to look like I didn't have things to do) I booked a ticket to watch Anthony and Cleopatra at the Mayardville Open-Air Theatre, yes I am English but my understanding of Shakespearean English is somewhat lacking, but I thought that I was travelling to boarden my horizons......Bla, bla....
Anyway, so after spending two months overlanding in the same few items of none girlie clothes, I went out and bought a dress and was determined to wear it to the theatre......Wrong. So I arrive at the "Open-Air Theatre" very early because I wasn't sure where it was and discover that it is really a park and wandered around looking very silly and out of place.....
After failing miserably to hail a taxi back to my hostel to change, I decide to sit down in my seat......please note: the ticket people hadn't even arrived yet and the actors (who I thought were set people) start whispering to each other and one is sent over to speak to me....
In a very stupid and tourist fashion, I explained that I didn't realise how far away it was or how cold it gets in Cape Town at night, I explained the cab story and basically end up looking very silly....After being asked (in a nice way) to leave the theatre and go to the pub around the corner, I then spend lots of money in a cab going back to the hostel to change, luckily getting back to the theatre just in time for the first act....
On my return I find a blanket, a hat and a coat on my chair and three actors complete with bear bottoms (it was amusingly part of the costume) offering to take me back to my hostel after the show....
The theatre was great, the open-air thing really works and the trees seemed to blow at the most dramatic moments......oh and there was men with bare bottoms.......Did I mention that?...
After the show all the actors invited me to the pub for a drink and I spend the evening laughing with the boys whose bottoms I had just happily watched dance around the stage.... After the drinks we all pile into a van and head back to Cape Town......Parting ways at my hostel, leaving me smiling at how nice people really are.......
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