Blogging: my anti-drug

I'm just going to give you a little disclaimer right now. Today was an intense day as far as subject matter that we covered. Now that I have had a chance to sit down and think about it all, my mind is reeling. I have all of these thought that I'm thinking inside of my head. I need a couple of minutes to get out of my own head and my own thoughts. I don't even know if that makes sense to you, but that's the best way that I can describe it.

It's weird how into blogging I have become. Literally, all day I think about what I want to write in my blog at night. I will have an interesting thought or questions, and immediately I take a mental note to put it in my blog at night. This has seriously become my form of therapy. I have NEVER really been like that before. I can usually talk everything out that I need to, but for some reason here I need to write down my thoughts in my workbook, my blog, and in my journal. That's a lot of writing!! Lucky for you all, I do my blogging second so I'm fresh and ready to go still :)

This morning it was back to lecture and discussion in our classroom. We woke up this morning and the sky was looking a little stormy. After our luck with finding our way to class and the rain all day yesterday, we decided to take the Jammie to class. The Jammie is the campus bus system here. You all know how good I am at riding public transportation, so I was really glad that we went as a large group.

Our lecturer this morning was Steve. He gave an overview of current events that are shaping the current dynamics in South Africa. Steve is a child of an ANC member (This is a political party in South Africa. They were one of the major players during that apartheid movement.) and he grew up in a family that lived in exile moving from place to place. I believe he said that he went to 23 different primary schools when he was young! He provided an amazing perspective and insight into life in general, and his lecture this morning got the day started off right.

Currently, Steve holds a couple of Master's degrees and will soon be starting his PhD program. He has studied at various universities and colleges in South Africa, and he did one of his programs on Rotary Scholarship (that's a pretty big deal) studying at Berkeley, California. He views himself as a social change agent and he thinks that education is the key to impacting the world. I am officially in awe of this man!!!

I don't know how many of you have been paying attention to the news, but right now there are Xenophobic attacks going on in South Africa right now. We talked a lot about this during our morning lecture. Steve spent some time working for an NGO (yep, again...I want his life) in the Office for Conflict Resolution, and he also spent some time working for the UN. He has been doing a lot of work with the Xenophobia issues. Here is the low-down for those of you who are a little confused (I suggest you take a look at BBC or CNN if you want to know more), so the Xenophobic issues started in Johannesburg because it is further north. People from Zimbabwe fled to JBurg because of economic/political issues within their own country. Basically, their needs weren't being met in Zimbabwe. However, a mass amount of people sought refugee in JBurg, and that had an adverse affect on the people of JBurg. Now, because of this influx of people, the people in JBurg aren't getting their needs met as far as food, work, shelter, etc. It is taking more of a toll in the townships because those are people who are barely getting their needs met as it is (if they are even being met). When other people come into their area and start taking portions of the necessities that leaves less for the people who live there. So the actual citizens of the townships have started attacking people from Zimbabwe. The refugees have started moving away from JBurg and into other areas of South Africa which is causing the same affect in other parts of the country. Basically, large numbers of people aren't getting their needs met and they have no where to go to get help. (That is all a very brief overview, please look into it more online.)

It was really enlightening to hear Steve talk about his perception of the root of the Xenophobic attacks. After our discussion, I have come to the conclusion that its really just about de-humanizing people. The attacks play on people's vulnerability and its a fight for survival at this point. At the heart of everything, I think that they attacks are just a scapegoat for much larger issues that can be addressed. Instead of focusing energy on people taking refuge, maybe larger issues should be looked at like politics, education, economics, unemployment, gentrification. Then maybe everyone can have their needs met and it won't be such a fight for survival.

After this discussion, I started thinking about my blog entry from yesterday. I wrote about how people from South Africa seem to have a greater understanding of the interconnectivity of life and their role in it. Our discussion about xenophobia today got me thinking that maybe I assumed too pretty of a picture. While I know not ALL people from South Africa are lashing out at foreigners, it made me wonder how many of them really choose to look at the larger picture. I wonder how many of them can see the affect that their actions have on each other, and how many of them actually believe in that?

In a nutshell, this morning I learned that as much as we all have the ability to become disillusioned with politics, our lives are intertwined into the politics within our own borders as well as within the finite borders of something much larger- the world.

With all of the xenophobic attacks, it was made very clear that the major problems are happening in the townships. We will be traveling to the townships next week and doing homestays there for the majority of the week. I started thinking about how these people are opening up their homes to us despite all of this going on. They are inviting us into their homes, and in turn into the hub of their cultures. The families are letting us into their lives. The are educating us knowing that their neighbors, friends, and families might now be okay with foreigners coming into their towns. That shows such immense trust on their part, and I'm really honored and humbled by it.

I told you that I was a thinking machine this morning. We haven't even hit the afternoon yet! This afternoon was our much anticipated trip to Robben Island- one of the prisons that Nelson Mandela was held in during his time in jail.

Robben Island is just that...and island. So that meant that we had to take a boat to get there. For those of you who read about my adventures on the boat yesterday, you are in for part two. We get on this little tug-boat of a ship and start our 8-mile (45 minute) journey to the island. We were rocking and rolling on that boat. This time we had the sense to sit under the boat so that we didn't get rained on. Good thing it didn't even rain! The people in our group started dropping like flies at this point. We had three girls who took motion sickness meds which knocked them out for the whole ride. One girl got sick in the bathroom, and all but 3 people turned an interesting shade of green. BUT we finally made it to Robben Island, happy to set foot on land.

We started off by have a tour of the prison. Our tour guide was actually a prisoner who served time in Robben Island. You can imagine how interesting that was to have a tour conducted by a person who lived through that piece of history. We are all very lucky to have experienced that- it's something that doesn't happen everyday. We got to see Mandela's jail cell, the place where they did work, pictures of him in jail, and I may have stood in a spot where he at one time stood.

The tour was a little bittersweet. I spent the majority of the time trying to wrap my mind around what it must be like to be in jail for 20 years. That's nearly all of my life! I can't imagine what it must feel like to be imprisoned for something that I believe in. At the same time, I had a wonderful resource right in front of me- our tour guide. He experienced everything that I had so many questions about, but I was very hesitant to ask anything. I had a very weird feeling about the tour guide, his role, and his feelings about Robben Island. He was standing right there, a piece of living history, living HIS history, and it was somehow over-shadowed by the fact that Nelson Mandela was there at one time as well.

If anything, this just shows me how much I don't understand about his perspective. For all I know he was honored to be giving this tour even though his history wasn't talked about as much. At the same time, he might have felt resentment, or he may have felt nothing at all! I have a lot to learn, and at the same time it may be something that I never fully understand or learn.

On our way back from Robben Island, we decided to ride on top of the boat so that we could see the sunset and the lights of the city. I absolutely LOVE lights! For 45 minutes we got to see more beautiful views and sights. I hope this beauty doesn't ever get old!

Well, I had better get going. Tomorrow morning we have to be up and at our bus by 5:15AM because we are going on a SAFARI!!!

So for today's shout-outs:

• Capestorm for sponsoring our group. They didn't really sponsor us, but we all bought so many raincoats and fleeces that they might as well have!
  
• TJ and Nate for keeping me warm on top of the boat on our way home. TJ is a human furnace!
• Nate because it was his BIRTHDAY!!!
• Steve: we WILL be chatting again after we are done with our homestays because I love his perspective on life. I think I might want mine to go in a similar direction.

PS...I PROMISE that I will post pictures tomorrow evening. It takes a REALLY long time for them to upload into our blogs. Tomorrow's entry will probably we shorter, but you will have more to see. For now, ciao :)

Please do not feed the baboons!

This morning we woke up for our day of touring Cape Point. Our instructions were to meet at the police station (Yes that's right! That is where the bus picks us up when we go on our excursions), and we were told to bring our cameras, raincoats, and walking shoes. All came in handy for very different reasons!

Cameras: Today was yet another day that provided some of the most beautiful scenery that I have EVER seen. Beautiful doesn't even begin to describe it. I have been trying to come up with other synonyms of beautiful because I feel like I keep using the same words like beautiful, gorgeous, breath-taking, spectacular, etc. Really those words don't even do it justice. Pictures that I post (and don't worry I will post some soon) don't capture the true beauty of Cape Town. You will all just have to come here and see for yourself!

We boarded our bus and took a driving tour of the city in the morning. Cape Town has an interesting mix of Dutch and British architecture. The city definitely has its own personality and uniqueness. I love going on guided tours because you learn the little nuances and stories of a country's history. This tour was no different. We learned about the history of South Africa and how it was ruled by the Dutch, the British, the Dutch again, the British again, and finally became its own country. We got to see slave quarters that had houses of the most beautiful colors- purples, pinks yellows, oranges, and blues and all really vibrant.

We did have a conflicting message during our tour that still has me doing some thinking. Yesterday we learned about displaced populations- District Six in particular. District Six was a very divers area, and during apartheid all of the colored people were relocated to shantytowns to make room for the white people to live there. Today on our bus tour our guide described District Six as a slum, and she said that the colored people didn't want to live there. It was a very different picture than what was painted the previous day. It is also interesting to note that our tour guide at the District Six Museum was a black man who was actually part of the displaced group, and today our tour guide was a white woman who glossed over the entire issue surrounding District Six. So who to believe? Which version of the truth is actually the truth?

After our tour of the city, we drive along the coast of South Africa for the rest of the day making stops at scenic coastal views that were to die for. I hear that it is similar to driving along Pacific Coast Highway (does that help you relate Irene?). Our second stop was in a harbor to get on a boat that would take us to Seal Island. This brings me to the raincoats...

Raincoats: So we get on this boat called Calypso, like from Pirates of the Caribbean 2. It's a pretty good sized boat, and it was a little windy but nothing to worry about. We weren't on a speed boat or anything like that. We are sitting outside taking in the beauty of the harbor, and we noticed that everyone else who got on the boat wasn't sitting outside. We figured that it was their loss. We soon found out why. Within fixe minutes of leaving the harbor the waves got huge! I felt like I was on an episode of "Deadliest Catch." It then started to rain a bit, so I stand up to put my raincoat on. At this point the waves pick up even more. I am standing along with Maryam and Cole while everyone else is sitting under a canopy. The boat starts rocking A LOT and Maryam, Cole and I can't seem to stand in one place. We are flying back and forth from one side of the boat to the other. The rain is coming down harder and haerder and the wind is picking up. The next thinkg I know, the rain is coming at us from a horizontal direction. We found out why no one was sitting outside with us. So we were officially drenched...all of us! We went under the boat and didn't even get out to see the seals because it was so miserable. We looked from the windows. Except for Nate, who decided to be the brave soul wand take pictures for us all!

The second we got back into the harbor and on to the bus, the rain cleared up. We were still soaking wet...but we were on to see the penguins.

Now back to the cameras: We stopped at a penguin place and took pictures, ate lunch, and ran around in the Indian Ocean. The Indian Ocean is a lot warmer than the Atlantic Ocean. Our clothes had finally dried, we had food in our stomachs, and we were jumping around in the ocean. It was a good time!

We boarded the bus again, which took us to Cape Point- the reason for the good walking shoes. We would also soon find out that the raincoats weren't ready to be put away yet.

Walking shoes: We got to Cape Point and its 300 meters to the top of this hill that got us to the lighthouse on the point. Aaron, Nate, one of our guides, and I ventured off to see the lighthouse while everyone else just headed straight for the point. The trek to the lighthouse felt like it went on forever, but again it was an indescribable view. We were literally standing above the point where the Atlantic and Indian Oceans collide. Absolutely amazing! We walked back down to where the bus was parked. The sky was looking a little cloudy, but we all REALLY wanted to see the view from the point. After all, it is the southernmost tip of Africa.

Now the raincoats make a comeback: It starts raining as we are just starting our voyage to the point. We forge on, however. Aaron, Nate, our guide, and I were determined to see it. Our guide had never even been there, and the rest of our group was in the direction. Onward we go! The rain starts picking up and it's a pretty steep climb to get to the point. Also, there was a mix of clay path, circular log steps, and boulders that we had to climb on which they considered a "path" for us to find our way. I could just picture myself slipping and falling on the wet path into the depths of the ocean from high above. Not to mention, at this point I was soaked again from head to toe. The raincoat was becoming useless because the rain was so hard.

We caught up with the rest of our group who were sitting at the top of the rock at Cape Point. I felt like I was on the tip of the world. I didn't even care that I was soaked and cold. We all just stayed at the top for awhile and looked at the amazing view. People started to slowly trickle down to the bus. Elisa,TJ, Jesse and I were the four who waited at the top of the longest. We started heading down.

The wind was So strong at this point that it was blowing me around. The rocks and logs were really slippery and my pants had gained a size or two because of all the water. If it weren't for the wind blowing toward the mountain, I'm certain that I would have slipped and fallen off at some point. We made it down safely and decided that it was TOTALLY worth it for the view that we saw. No regrets right?

We all rode the bus back to campus for the next hour or so in our wet clothing with our tired bodies, and when we got home we went straight for our sweatpants. Everyone from both houses came over to hour house, sat in our family room and ordered pizza. We started blogging and reflecting on what a wonderful day we all had. It is kind of cute how much of a family we are sometimes :)

So we started having some good discussions on our day and processing our entire time in South Africa so far. It's SO cool to hear everyone's opinions. On the surface it seems like we are all really similar, but today I noticed that we are more diverse than I thought. People were talking about their backgrounds and perspectives, and I really enjoy being challenged like that.

So of course no blog from me is complete without my random thoughts for the day. Even though for the majority of the day I was with people, climbing around on the cliffs allowed for a lot of personal reflection time. I was thinking about how lucky I am to be able to see all of this. I wonder how many people in the world get to see what I saw today? Then I got to thinking about the beautiful portions of the U.S. that I have taken for granted and haven't seen yet. I wonder how many people in South Africa never get to see the wonders of the beautiful nation?

I also started thinking about how interesting our last two days have been. I started thinking about everything that I have learned about District Six and all of the beauty that I saw today that was still surrounded by underlying sadness. Everything that we saw today was somehow connected to the fact that South Africa has a history that is filled with slavery and inequality. At the same time, I am looking at all of this beauty all around me. South Africa has a uniqueness to it in that the people here have the ability to turn the ugliest of things into something beautiful. They make beauty out of the ugly...out of the growth that happens because of their history. From my experience, South Africa doesn't seem to be hiding its past or trying to cover it up. The people here are learning, and while things aren't perfect they are trying to figure out a way for everything to work together.

The people that I have met and talked to seem to understand how they are all interconnected. They are all inhabiting the same land and rely on each other while still relying on their own cultures and customs to make them who they are.

At the same time I feel like I haven't really seen a lot of the issues facing the people here. Its it really all beautifully wrapped up in a nice package with a pretty little bow, or is there more to the story? How do people here balance their customs of the past with the possibilities of the future? And yet again, being a little ego-centric, where do I fit in to this picture? Ultimately, what can I learn from the people of South Africa?

Well this has certainly been a lengthy entry with many stories that I'm sure you had to be there to truly appreciate.

Shout-outs:

• Our guide for teaching me Xhosa. And for teaching Nate how to do the "break your back" dance.
• TJ, Elisa, Jesse: for helping me get down that cliff in one piece and for truly appreciating the quiet moments in the rain.
• Cole and Maryam: for bringing closeness to a while different level during our boating trip.
• Dad: who is now using posting on my blog to communicate with others. Take a look at his comment to the 4th and Penners!
• Everyone back home: I miss you all and I can't wait to see you and tell you the billions of stories that I don't have the time and energy to write down. Thanks for thinking of me and taking the time to check up on me!

Stay tuned, tomorrow afternoon we are going to Robben Island which is the former jail of Nelson Mandela. I think we even get to see his old jail cell. I can guarantee some interesting thoughts on that! So...for now, ciao!

First day of school :)

That's right! Today was our first day of classes at UCT. We started the morning off with a hearty breakfast. Nate, TJ, and Dave woke up early to go to get groceries, and Nate cooked us all breakfast. I told you that we have really great guys on our trip! It was a good thing that Nate cooked for us too. We needed all of the energy that we could get because we made our first trek to class. Our houses are on Lower campus and our classroom is on the complete other side of Upper campus. We started our morning off by walking up the hill. Of course we got a little lost, but 40 minutes later with a little help from Sephimo we arrived at our classroom to begin our day!

We had a guest lecturer from UCT in the Political Science department. He came in to talk about the history of South Africa- specifically apartheid. His lecture really helped fill in all of the gaps that I had. I have read a lot about apartheid from the American and from the South African perspective. I still had a lot of questions which I got answered for me today. It really helped me to understand all of the politics of the apartheid movement.

Most movements are people driven revolutions. This means that, for the most part, movements are usually started by a group of "common" people seeking power. Apartheid was not a movement of the common people. It was a movement started by the elite in South Africa. This got me to thinking, what does it really mean to be "elite"? The word elite, to me, implies that someone is superior and someone is inferior. What is the basis then for the superiority? To my knowledge, elitism is based on one of two things- skin color or money. I am really big on education. My current passion is increasing access to quality education. So I got to wondering what the world would look like if the elite class was just that based solely on education? Essentially, the elite are more educated than others because they have more money which allows them to have access to better education. It was just a thought that struck me...it is something to ponder for the next couple of weeks. I will let you know what I come up with!

Another interesting thing to note was that our lecturer himself spoke English as a second language. At one time, he apologized for his poor English. In reality he spoke better English than I do! He was also very educated in U.S. politics as well. It was a humbling experience to have a lecturer who didn't even speak our native language the knew more about our political issues than a lot of people that I know.

Today I did a lot of reflecting and I noticed that two themes keep coming up in my thoughts: balance and interconnectivity.

Balance applies more to everyday life that to just my time here in South Africa, but it is definitely on my mind. We have been talking a lot about our role in this trip and how to balance everything. I have been thinking a lot about the balance between helping and serving. Helping implies that I am superior and other need my assistance. It implies that I view myself as elite. Well I don't. So how do I balance my desire to learn and serve with my place in the issue of HIV/AIDS? How do I balance challenging myself and knowing when to step back? Just a lot of questions, that I'm still working on formulating in my head. Expect more to come about balance- its such an important part of life.

Interconnectivity has come up a lot for me especially today. I realized that we haven't even really talked about HIV/AIDS at all on our trip yet. There are so many other systems in place and layers that we need to understand before we can fully dive into the issues of HIV/AIDS. Everything from economics, politics, government, violence, unrest, social movements, healthcare, finances, education, culture, stigma, etc plays into the forces surrounding the issues. When we start to peel those layers away we can truly learn about what's at the heart of the issue and understand how people are working toward progress.

This is actually the second time that I have written this blog. I tried to post it earlier and it didn't work...my entire entry was actually deleted. So I hope that this all makes sense. I'm trying my best to give you all a little insight into the things that I am thinking and feeling while I am here. I don't know if it is making any sense and all. I don't even know if it makes sense in my own head. If I have learned anything so far, its that what I'm thinking and feeling is just one of those things where you have to be here to understand it. I would tell any of you who want to know more to do just that- come here! So far it has been such an amazing experience and its only like our third day. I'm excited for the growth and challenges to come.

Another common thing you will hear me say is that I'm still processing everything. I don't think that I will fully understand my studies in South Africa until much later. I don't know that I will every fully understand it all. My head is spinning with all of the thoughts and feelings (you will definitely be hearing that A LOT from me). As always, if you have any questions just ask :)

And now for today's shout outs:

• TJ and Jesse: they bought all of the girls flowers today when we were at the market. I told you we had awesome guys here!
• Stella: thanks to our interstudy friend Nikki we learned how to bargain in markets. We are going to be trying our skills out on Sunday afternoon. I will let you all know how it goes!
• Pig and Swizzle...enough said.
• Nandos: thanks to Laurie we ate at this chicken place which is supposed to be a healthier version of KFC. It is a campus favorite and was delicious.
• Our drivers: they get us from place to place in our vans in one piece. Cape Town is scary to drive in and has narrow streets. Today they managed to get all 17 of us in our vans and out of the streets of downtown when we were surrounded by ambulances and police cars. We aren't sure why all of the craziness broke out, but it did. No need to worry! We are all alive and safe :)
• District Six Museum: we visited there today. Look online if you want to know more information about it. I have lots of stories to share with you all in person about the museum and displacement in general.
  

That's all for now! Tomorrow we are off to see penguins and seals! I'M SO EXCITED :) For now...ciao

WE ARE HERE!!!

After traveling for over 30 hours across the Atlantic and to the very tip of the African continent, 5 meals, 3 security lines, and 1 celebrity later, we are here! The journey here was not without its excitement. We started the day at 5am to encounter our first celebrity sighting of the trip...we saw Rev Run! After that we boarded our plane to begin our flight. For the most part, everyone was so excited for our trip that we didn't sleep very much the night before. Needless to say, we all slept A LOT on the airplane. Laurie, TJ, Erin, and Maryam slept for like 18 hours only waking up for meals and bathroom breaks.

We were greeted by Aaron (our instructor) and Kate (who came from Kenya), and our first lucky break...all of our baggage was there with us!! At this point it was around 9:30pm so we drove back to our houses. We have 10 people in my house and 7 people in the house across the street. We were greeted by the second lucky break of the day...showers!!! Everyone took turns in the showers, and we all felt fresh and re-energized. After unpacking, talking, and playing a couple of games of Phase 10, we headed to bed for the night.

Katie is my roomie on the trip. I am so thankful for her. I love her curious nature, and how she is never afraid to ask questions. This morning we woke up to Maryam and Erin (two of my other travel buddies) snuggling up in our beds with us. We heard Katie's alarm, jumped out of bed, and went outside to take in our surroundings in the daylight. We ran into the street, looked to our right, and were taken aback by our front row seats to one of my most beautiful sights that I have ever seen. Table Mountain is practically in our backyard. It was AMAZING!!! Of course, us being girls, we immediately started screaming and dancing around in the street. Shortly after, the rest of our group mates came out into the street and numerous pictures were taken!

Today was a pretty tame day which I am so thankful for. The idea is that we get last night and today to get acclimated to the time change and the culture shock of it all. I'm really really thankful for that...thanks Aaron!

We spent the morning touring campus. I thought that I loved the U of M campus for all of its beauty, but it is nothing compared to the scenery at the UCT (University of Cape Town) campus. Their campus is sandwiched between Table Mountain on one side and the rest of the city on the other side. UCT campus is divided into three parts much like the U of M's campus. Here they have Lower, Middle, and Upper campus. Our housing in located on Lower campus. Our class room is on Upper campus. As you walk up the hills (there was quite the incline to get to Upper Campus), you get closer and closer to Table Mountain and the view of the city becomes more spectacular. I will post pictures later!

The afternoon was spent at the waterfront. This is one of the more touristy areas of Cape Town. We stopped at a mall and did a little window shopping after we ate lunch. There were more beautiful views of the mountains, hills, and ocean. The pictures that we took won't even do it justice. We also got to see the site for the 2010 World Cup game which the entire city seems really excited for! There might be another trip in my future :)

It was interesting to start our learning abroad trip out at the V&A waterfront. It was definitely the area where the people with money go. It was high-class traveling. I think that it was important for us all to see that so we can begin to understand the differences between different cultures in South Africa. Sometimes, people are all too quick to dismiss the rich and deny them their affect on molding the culture around them.

Today some of the students and Aaron were sitting together talking about the purpose and goal of our trip. Aaron brought up a point about how there are 3 different types of trips to take. They can be trips aimed at fixing, helping, or serving. Aaron pointed out that we are not here to fix or really even help. We are here to serve. We are here to observe and be a part of the culture and to serve them and learn from them. That really got me thinking. I know that we are here to observe and serve, but I think that actually doing that will really challenge me. Kate was sharing a story from her time in Kenya. She said that she was volunteering in a clinic and there was such a stigma associated with HIV/AIDS that a 9 year-old boy wouldn't get tested even though it was free. She talked about how frustrating that was because she just wanted that little boy to get the help he needed. The doctors were almost positive that he has HIV/AIDS because he exhibits a lot of the symptoms, but the doctors and his dad won't do anything about it. She felt powerless, but she wasn't there to fix the problem. It isn't her problem to fix.

So I'm thinking about all of this and starting to wonder. How do I balance making a difference in the world and when it is my place to make a difference and when it is not? Where do I fit in all of this? When does it become my responsibility to help and when am I just here as an "other" to observe? Hopefully, those questions will get answered for me...at least a little bit.

I'm sorry that this entry seems a little scattered. Welcome to the inner workings of my brain. There is SOOOO much going on in my head right now. We have already seen and done so much. It seems like the Minneapolis Airport boarding the plane was a million years ago. Yet, I'm sitting here and it happened just a few short days ago. Just bear with me. I will be blogging a lot just because it helps me process the day. If anyone has any questions or wants to know more about something, please ask! I would love to answer any questions that you have to the best of my ability. While this blog is mine and does serve as a good way for me to process my time here, it is also a window into South Africa for all of you. Keep in mind that it is a biased window because it is my perspective only, but all the same...it is here to help you all learn as well. Hopefully it will empower all of you to follow your curiosities where ever that may take you.

I have decided to end my blogging entries with shout-outs. These will give you a little glimpse into the funny stories that have happened on our trip. Sorry if you don't get all of the inside jokes! So...for today's shout-outs:

• Laurie, Aaron, Kate, Elisa, and I for our 2nd and 3rd celebrity sightings of the trip. Today we saw America's Next Top Model contestants Lisa and Bianca.
• Nate and Cole for talking to Lisa and Bianca and getting their numbers!!
• Elise who wrote on my blog wall so I know that my dad isn't the only one reading my entries. (I still love you dad, and I appreciate you reading :D)
• Thank you to everyone who did everything to help me get to this point especially my ma and pa! Thanks all...I love you and miss you <3
• We coordinated our studying abroad with interstudy and they are absolutely amazing! Diane, Sephimo, Ajith, and Ouma have been so kind to us and taken such good care of us all.
  

PS...You should all see our quote book. That's HILARIOUS!!!
PPS...I can't promise that my writing in the future will be any less of a word-vomit. We all have a lot going on right now and its hard to put it all into a format that conveys what I want to say but still makes sense to everyone back home. For now, as the South African's say...ciao!

Success is a packed suitcase...

That's right...I'm all packed. For those of you who have talked to me in the last week, you know my anxiety about packing. Well, mission accomplished! I got all of my clothes into 1 bag! 

I've got so much going through my head right now that I don't even know where to begin. I'm really excited. For what, I'm not even totally sure- the prospect of an adventure, learning about a new culture, traveling, going somewhere for the first time, and the chance at personal growth. I would be a little naive to say that I'm not nervous about anything. I'm nervous that something will go wrong. I'm nervous that I will have a nervous breakdown of some kind. I'm nervous that I will fall in love with South Africa and not want to come back. I'm nervous that I will come back and have no idea of what I want to do with my life. I'm nervous for a lot of things, but if I only think about the bad...it will probably happen! 

So pushing all of that to the back of my mind, I set out on my first big adventure. I have never really left North America before. I am going to be on the other side of the world for the next three weeks. I still haven't totally wrapped my head around that yet. I'm sure the realization won't come until I get there. So for now, its excitement! 

If my first success was packing my suitcase, I'm excited for the rest of the success I will see on this trip. Now on to my next goal to conquer....getting some sleep! 

Week of craziness!

This is my effort at trying to be "tech savy." Our instructor (Aaorn) told us that we should try to post something on our blgs before we leave to get it all figured out. Hence, I'm writing this entry. Hopefully it posts, and then consider that mission accomplished!

Here's a little bit of background on our trip for those of you who have no clue why I would want to trek halfway around the world for three weeks. I might be crazy, but I'm in good company. I will be traveling with 17 others plus our instructor. We are traveling to Cape Town, South Africa. While I am there I will be studying different kinds of leadership, how public work and community have an impact on leadership, and it will all be surrounding the HIV/AIDS issue.

The biggest questions that I have been getting from people lately is: "Why do you need to travel all the way to South Africa to fix the HIV/AIDS problem? We have people right here in America who have HIV/AIDS and need help too."

I have been thinking about that question a lot lately. To those people I answer this:
That is a great point. There are injustices going on in the U.S. right before my very eyes that I am doing absolutely nothing about. However, this trip is not an effort at "fixing" anything. I am going to South Africa to learn about how their country views public work centering around a problem that I have learned a lot about. I am also intereted in learning about a different culture and point of view. It is not my intention to go down the South Africa and dedicate myself to "fixing" their country. (That would imply that their country is broken and I have the right to do something about it.) Hopefully, the things I learn while I am in South Africa can help make me a better person more equipped to be a better citizen of the world.