tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246573310197526222024-02-19T17:10:37.421-08:00South African AdventuresAbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-73530095487519901452011-03-14T11:41:00.000-07:002011-10-08T16:41:23.513-07:00Surf and TurfLife has been hectic and crazy and fun since my last update.<br />
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Since then- I have gone on a yacht, gone to a birthday party for my friend's two year old niece, gone to a professional rugby player's house, taken a test, finished the majority of a 1,500 piece jigsaw puzzle, read almost an entire novel, traveled to a different country, boated with dolphins, and went on a safari.<br />
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OH! Annnd finally got my new computer charger!<br />
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Africa is just full of events. Ha.<br />
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On Friday afternoon Interstudy embarked for a weekend excursion to the very northern coast of South Africa, an area called Kosibay. We went with the Interstudy students from two other campuses and bused for an extremely long time to a lodging area where we stayed in little cabanas. We got there late on Friday evening, had dinner, then settled in and went to bed. Saturday morning we woke up early, had breakfast, and then headed to Mozambique. The roads on this entire journey can best be described as sand dunes, and therefore we had to break up into smaller groups to go in a variety of 4 by 4 vehicles.<br />
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We trudged through the terrain and crossed over the boarder, continuing on sand roads for a while until we reached our destination- a beautiful beach front. (Mozambique is known for their beautiful beaches.) Here we boarded on... I suppose you could call them boats .... here's a picture:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When we got back we had dinner (those of us who could make it to dinner.) Annnd I went to bed early. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sunday, we again woke up bright and early, packed our bags and had breakfast. We then drove again on the 4-by-4's to retrieve our bus. From here we went to Tembe Elephant Park, a game reserve where we went on a safari of sorts. It was SOOOO amazing and I got to see Water Buffalo, some deer like creatures, ELEPHANTS, and GIRAFFES (!!!!!!) For those of you who know me well, the latter was a very very big deal. I think I have spent the majority of my life wishing to go on an African safari to see giraffes. Definitely a fun thing to cross off my bucket list.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Wrong. I went to one. We were chased out of class by a mob of people.<br />
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It has been a week of student protesting here. At first I thought it was all pretty cool. Lots of chanting, singing, and best of all not class. AND I had (correction: was supposed to have) a test yesterday. However, the striking has started turning violent and the protesters have started lighting car tires on fire, throwing water on school computers, and rubber bullets are being fired at them by the S.W.O.T team. It's pretty intense, but for the most part, aside from not having class, I have been relatively unaffected by the whole event. <br />
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I never thought I would say it, but I think I'm ready for classes to start back up. I'm starting to get pretty bored during the day. What with not having a television or a working computer, I've found myself doing a WHOLE lot of reading. I finished Girl With the Dragon Tattoo after having read about half of the books 700 pages in the last two days. However, my tan is thriving! ha.<br />
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Monday night this week I went to a hole in the wall (or bar in a mall?) place called Villains where a bunch of the international students go to do karaoke. It was a lot of fun however some swing dancing turned bad, and let's just say my nose and the cement ground had a BIT of a disagreement...<br />
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Tuesday I went to a place called Musgrave and did some much needed grocery shopping. I also got my FIRST iced mocha in Africa. It was such a beautiful beautiful reunion. After that my friend Kevin invited me, Tim, Kim, Asrah, and Patty over to the apartment he's staying at, and cooked us an AMAZING dinner oh Chicken with Mango Chutney, pasta, and broccoli. It was phenomenal.<br />
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Yesterday was a very very boring day. Got lots of reading done though. I wanted to do homework, but I haven't had class in so long that there actually wasn't any to do. Last night I went to a braai which was pretty fun and then read in my friend Inga's room for a long time while she worked on a paper.<br />
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Today I didn't even bother heading to campus because I could hear the strikers up the hill. My friend Tim made me an omelet and then a bunch of us caught up on the How I Met Your Mother episodes we've missed here so far. That was also wonderful. Then I went to the pool for a while and finished my book. <br />
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I suppose that's about all for excitement here. Hope you are all staying warm back home. <3AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-69634734886590678622011-02-27T07:59:00.000-08:002012-01-16T11:44:06.501-08:00It was... an eventful week.Well looking back on this week it has proved to be a very eventful one.<br />
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Monday was class as usual. (It has been brought to my attention I have not said enough about my classes. So here is a brief description. I am taking 2 psychology classes currently: Psychopathology and Youth, Risk and Intervention. These two classes will end after a total of 7 weeks. When those end I will start a new psychology class called African Psychology. However, over the entire semester I am taking an anthropology class called Culture, Health, and Illness. None of these classes are within my major of Public Relations and Media Studies, but I am just taking them to fill my requirements for upper-level courses outside of my major.) After class on Monday I went with Patty, Asrah and Tim to the local mall called Pavilion to try to find a new computer charger since mine broke. That adventure was to little prevail however I did find iron supplements that I have since been taking and which have subsequently decreased my nightly restless leg syndrome. Fun all around. I know.<br />
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Anyways, because I could not replace my computer charger here without spending an arm and a leg, I had to order a new one off of Amazon from the States. So although it will take forever I'm sure to get here, at least I was able to buy it at half the cost that I could here, including shipping & handling.<br />
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Tuesday I had my first test here in my Psychopathology class. I thought it went fairly well, and to reward ourselves for making it out alive Patty and I went to the beach afterwards.<br />
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Wednesday I attended my classes and then went out for a girl named Tianna's 21st birthday to this fancy restaurant relatively near by. 27 of us went for the dinner, nearly all of the international students. The restaurant had Italian food and it was magnificent. <br />
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Thursday I again had classes and then went to a braai for dinner. I was convinced to go out afterwards to this dance club called Plush. Long story short, the night turned into an absolute disaster for everyone involved. Lots of people weren't allowed in, one girl was thrown out and had really terrible slurs said about her in the process, two people lost/ or had stolen their cell phones, and my Coach wallet was stolen off of my wrist. Although at the time it all seemed pretty terrible at least no one was hurt and I did not lose anything that could not easily be replaced. (All of my American cards and important things were in my dorm room.) <br />
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After the eventful night Patty and I decided to take Friday easy. I joined the school's swimming club. (Which does not actually meet to go swimming, it just gives me access to the pool. -This should wipe some of those momentarily confused looks off of all of your faces. :) ) Then at night we made a nice dinner with one of the Finnish exchange students Johanna and watched a movie. <br />
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Saturday morning I woke up early and went with Patty and Johanna to the beach. After that Patty and I went to a Sharks game. (Durban's professional rugby team.) We ran into a lot of people we knew at the game- surprisingly. And I went out to dinner with some of them afterwards.<br />
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Today I spent studying for another test that I have on Wednesday. Annnndd.... that's about it. <br />
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Love you all.<br />
<div style="text-align: left;">-A</div>AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-51017322752517525292011-02-20T02:04:00.000-08:002011-02-20T02:10:50.132-08:00Two Parter: A tale and some answersPart One: A day in the life of a South African Abby:<br />
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Twas the day before this, and all through the night,<br />
an Abby was stirring, sleep put up a fight.<br />
When at 7 o clock, a Patty came knocking,<br />
she requested her room key, though neither felt like talking.<br />
Then much to that aforementioned Abby's dismay,<br />
sleep had entirely fleeted away.<br />
So up she did rise and to the kitchen she went.<br />
She made herself some breakfast feeling tired and spent.<br />
She had plans for the morning and knew she much go,<br />
for the street kids of Africa needed her so.<br />
She served food and smiles to the folks there in town,<br />
feeling fulfilled and happy for spreading hope all around.<br />
Next to a cafe with friends she settled down, ate, and talked.<br />
Then on a rainy trip back to campus they all went and walked.<br />
Happy because her new pashmina kept her dry<br />
while the rain here was falling straight down from the sky.<br />
Next this dear Abby watched a movie with Pat.<br />
Then met for a house warming party to chat.<br />
All of the girls in the building were so crazy and funny,<br />
it didn't seem bad that outside was not sunny.<br />
After the dorm warning party was through,<br />
Abby went to the bars with a friend here or 2.<br />
They had so much fun, until way too late in the night.<br />
Staying awake for this sleepy Abby was indeed quite a fight.<br />
Then at last she found her way back to bed.<br />
Good night dear South Africa was the day's last words said.<br />
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bahahaha. I actually had no intention of writing that all in rhyme, but hopefully it was enjoyable. I suppose that does about sum up my day though. ha.<br />
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Part 2: Question and Answer time with Linda & Abby Rich.<br />
My mother wrote me an email with a bunch of questions about South Africa. I'll answer them here so that you all can know too.<br />
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Q: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px;">What things do you hear people say as common forms of language there that they don't say here. Do they use British terms for things?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">A: Good question mom. Well people here do talk differently. They say things like "cheers" and call their friends "mate." There are a lot of different accents because people here speak a lot of different African dialects. However, all classes are taught in English. English is also the main spoken language on campus. The other two that are common though is isuZulu, which in this region is the most prevalent. (I am trying to learn a few words. Sabona (sp?) means "hello.") The other is spoken primarily by whites and it is called Affrikans. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">Q: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px;">What do people wear?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A: People here dress quite similarly to the way they do back home. The main difference I've noticed is in the jeans males wear, which to me look pretty goofy. The dress is pretty standard to warm weather places, particularly to the way people dressed when I lived in Arizona. However, you will not ever see people wearing sweats to class. People dress up here for class, not necessarily fancy but not pajamas. I also found that to be pretty true though when I lived in Arizona.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Q: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px;">What about products - did you find the same shampoos, toothpaste, etc. Does the coke taste the same? Is it in cans or bottles? Any interesting approaches to packaging or things in restaurants that are different in terms of serving?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A: Some of the products are the same for shampoos and toothpaste and other toiletries. I've seen tresseme and Pantene Pro-V however these are more expensive than the local brands. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Coke does not taste the same here. It is a lot sweeter tasting. I have seen it in both cans and plastic bottles. However, I am rather particular about my diet coke so I haven't been drinking any of that here. I mostly only drink water. With the obvious exception of beer every once in a while. :)</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Packaging in grocery stores is all done in plastic bags. However, these plastic bags are the STRONGEST plastic bags ever and never rip regardless of how heavy the load is. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">In restaurants it is entirely acceptable to ask them to package up leftovers to go, which I know was not custom when I was in France. The way food is served is similar so far as I can tell. Except you must ask for more water if you want it, they won't just refill it. That is actually true of pretty much all restaurant service here. It is not like in the US where the waiter will come check on you every so often to see how you're doing. If you want something you must flag them down and ask. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Q: </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px;">What are the main foods people eat? Do they have fast foods? Fast food restaurants?</span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A: The main foods people eat here. Hmm... lots of Indian foods. There are little carts all over campus that sell Rotis, Curries, burgers, ect. Chicken burgers are really really common here. In fact, I'd say they make up a large portion of my diet. Chicken in general is huge here. What else? Vegetarian options are WAYYY better here than they are back home. There are so many options and substitutes, and not like the gross substitutes back home, they're really great here. With the exception of chicken, I haven't eaten barely any meat at all. Which, I suppose isn't too different for me from back home.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">Oh, also Braai meet is HUGE here. (Braais, for those of you just joining us- :) can most closely be described as similar to American barbeque's.) They grill brisket and there is a very distinct braai sauce that is used. Though this is quite similar to how bbq's happen back home, I'd say they are WAY more common here. People braai constantly.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">Yes. There is definitely fast food. Lots and lots of fast food. Aside from the vendors on campus which is food you get fast, there are many fast food restaurants. KFC is HUGE here. There are KFCs everywhere. Also, they have a "restaurant" called Steers which I would equate to like McDonald's or Burger King. There is also a place called Debonairs which serves pizzas and hot subs.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">Lastly, the place that is the biggest here is called Nando's which is a chain restaurant that specializes in chicken but also has other options as well. This is a higher quality one, and though the food is relatively fast I would compare it to like a Panera. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">Q: </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px;">Modes of transportation? You mentioned the roads are "take your life in your hands." How do you get around? How do locals get around?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A: There are vans called Mini Buses which is the cheapest way to get around and the way that most Zulu people travel. These are the fast moving dangerous vehicle that I previously mentioned. I use these whenever I am going into town or to the beach. However, you can only use them before 6:00pm and they do not go everywhere, they have pre-determined routes.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Otherwise there is bus transportation which I have only used a couple times.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Mostly if I am going out at night or want to go anywhere other than the beach or town I take a cab which is also pretty cheap. Definitely not as cheap as the mini buses (which is 8 or 5 Rand each way - about 1 dollar US) but still quite reasonable. Last night when I shared a cab back with a girl from a pretty far away bar it cost us each 35 Rand- 5 US dollars.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Well, this blog seems sufficiently long and makes up for my lack of blogging in the past. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">If any of you have more questions definitely ask them. It makes this experience much easier for me. </span></span>AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-41439760343446203132011-02-18T00:09:00.000-08:002011-02-18T00:09:10.070-08:00Settling inDear blog readers, all two of you, I'm terribly sorry for my lack of blogging updates.<br />
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I find myself not feeling the need to go on the internet as much here. I think that is probably mostly because I can't just sit in my room and mess around on it like I normally do. I have to climb up like 9 million stairs on the way to campus to access the wi-fi. And as it turns out, I'm rather lazy.<br />
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I also am having a hard time feeling as though my life is interesting enough to write about. I can't imagine sitting at home and blogging about my day to day goings-on. I just don't find myself nearly fascinating enough for that. And I have to imagine that if even I don't feel that way, that any of you could.<br />
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However, for inquiring minds. (Mind?) I will do my best to be better. Also, I will do my best to take more pictures because I haven't done that in a long time.<br />
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People here go out a lot. I'm finding it hard to keep up. I'm used to being rather boring back home. However, I suppose I am only in Africa once.<br />
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My classes have started and it is so nice to have a more relaxed load of work.<br />
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This needs to be cut short. Two girls just sat down across from me and are blowing smoke directly into my face. As much as I'd like to thank them for the second hand cancer, I think I'll just end my blog post here and try to update you all later.<br />
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Again, sorry for being a terrible blogger.AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-14765226229201744442011-02-03T01:24:00.000-08:002011-10-08T16:50:08.717-07:00Monkeys and TomatoesYesterday morning started off... well... unlike any other morning.<br />
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I woke up and looked out my window and what do I see? Lots and lots of these cute little buggers:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Cute right? Yeah... so I thought too until I took this picture:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">and SECONDS later the dirty little creepy creature LEPT at me and jumped through my window and INTO my room. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Needless to say, chaos quickly ensued. And by chaos I mean, me screaming and running out of my room and yelling down to Arita, "ARITA ARITA!!! What do I do if there is a monkey in my room???" (I'm not sure why I felt that just because she was here last year she would know what to do in such a circumstance.)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyways, by the time I got back to my room I watched as the little bugger ran out my window with a loaf of bread. Teaches me not to leave my windows in the morning. Seriously. Look how smug he looks:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well, after that whole fiasco took place, I went and finished registering for classes. Which, mind you, South Africans make significantly more difficult than necessary. In fact, it almost seems like they sat down collectively and asked each other, "how can we possibly make this process the most challenging and stressful for absolutely everyone involved?" To their credit, they succeeded in doing so. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">However, I was somehow lucky enough to make it through the process both alive and with the majority of my sanity and I am now registered for 2 psych classes, 1 anthro class, and 1 criminology class. They seem fairly interesting, and best of all the schedule works out with all 4 of them. Which, when taken in context with what I just told you, is quite the feat. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">To reward ourselves for such an accomplishment, me, Patty, Azra, Arita, and Tim went to the beach. We had to take the mini buses to get there which though this time did not seem to be as dangerous, we had to wait obnoxiously long and eventually just took the metro bus system. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When we got to the beach we met with Arita's friend Tubs (who is one of the locals we have been hanging out with here) and we all hung out at the BEAUTIFUL beach.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">I’ve been having a great time so far. I went out on Thursday night to a rasta bar called Cool Runnings. On Thursday nights they have a drum circle in the back of the bar which was a fun first way to take in the African culture. It was also a good way for me to determine that I have no future in professional drumming. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YSMs_YAAZi3d8auYj0wdbWUdYjmccv3HSnmudrhe7pF_Ctwh9HvBmR8_uaVcuw9EOVYZAi_4y_6cnXux5jQJyJAx5MtCW278kRSgEs327TxoDqh2nshMSncXE4F0OzCW30P7JBIeTbI/s1600/Picture+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YSMs_YAAZi3d8auYj0wdbWUdYjmccv3HSnmudrhe7pF_Ctwh9HvBmR8_uaVcuw9EOVYZAi_4y_6cnXux5jQJyJAx5MtCW278kRSgEs327TxoDqh2nshMSncXE4F0OzCW30P7JBIeTbI/s320/Picture+012.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">On Friday we had orientation in the morning and then went down to the beach for the first time. To get there we used these van taxis called mini buses. There is really no way to explain these mini buses except as a vehicle to an almost certain swift and quick death. They dodged in and out of lanes, sometimes simply driving down the middle of multiple lanes at once. They nearly collided with every other vehicle and I saw one hit a lady. Once there however, the beach was absolutely beautiful and we ate at a restaurant called Joe Cools on the beach. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Saturday we woke up early and went to the South African Sea World called uShaka. It is the largest sea world in the Southern Hemisphere and was ½ aquarium and ½ water park. We saw a dolphin show and played with penguins through the glass. Saw lots of different fishies and sharks and then floated on a tube through a lazy river for a long time. Not too shabby a way to spend an afternoon in the sun, that’s for sure. We went to uShaka with the other campus of Interstudy students but we broke away from them after because Anita wanted to take us to Moyo, a bar out on a pier above the ocean for some “coffee” as she told the director. So the 6 of us Durban students, Anita, Ebby and another Interstudy worker went to Moyo and got really fancy drinks with the best view I have ever had. We also got our faces painted in a traditional African style while there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidtlkKNzk8BZz3E2bK6Fa5P5rkegtzXINAewlynbzYiDuxW3m_B0UVKNcWpwXP1qBlosSg94gWaPOL-19lfrdovM90aXG3-mJIOG2RkrvkFs0YdS-tT8DzDh5pcvcxRL5vTj0qNX5PGh4/s1600/Picture+081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidtlkKNzk8BZz3E2bK6Fa5P5rkegtzXINAewlynbzYiDuxW3m_B0UVKNcWpwXP1qBlosSg94gWaPOL-19lfrdovM90aXG3-mJIOG2RkrvkFs0YdS-tT8DzDh5pcvcxRL5vTj0qNX5PGh4/s320/Picture+081.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgySvkhecffhoeod82h1QqEAaFDdNL9D8vuMfyFk0NOQBKgGatpfDcVyXlyl0ZmtGQ45ABeo6WOIk7QJt6-m-EN0A3ngOO61OduSr7C2hT42S4UXaOgUE0NL1gcOB-CSYzpdojuaov_asc/s1600/Picture+086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgySvkhecffhoeod82h1QqEAaFDdNL9D8vuMfyFk0NOQBKgGatpfDcVyXlyl0ZmtGQ45ABeo6WOIk7QJt6-m-EN0A3ngOO61OduSr7C2hT42S4UXaOgUE0NL1gcOB-CSYzpdojuaov_asc/s320/Picture+086.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Yesterday I went with Patty and Arita (another girl in our group, who was also here last semester) to a local township where Arita has friends. We then went to another local’s house and had a braai (an African barbeque.) Which was really neat to experience. The guy whose house we were at and his whole family prepared the meal for us and it was a good opportunity to experience an African custom first-hand.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I’m really feeling like a terrible blogger, I hope that this isn’t extremely boring for you all to read. Hopefully the pictures help. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">My Dorm (Minus the Closet and the Sink)</div><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Love and miss you all. </div>AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-39890465580552672092011-01-27T06:46:00.000-08:002011-01-27T06:46:22.514-08:00Home Sweet... Africa?<div class="MsoNormal">Well, I made it! It definitely felt like I never would, but I did. 36 hours of straight traveling feels every second as long as it sounds. But 5 plane rides later, I made it to Durban, South Africa last night. Although the many, MANY plane rides were long, they went relatively smoothly. The only really noteworthy pieces being that African flights not only provide you with meals, but also a free open bar,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>poor little Patricia got food poisoning on one of the flights, and all of our luggage made it safely here. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">When we arrived at Durban, a group of Interstudy staff members were there to meet us along with 3 of the 4 other Interstudy students. (Interstudy is the study abroad program I went through—for those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about.) We all piled into a van and headed back to my new college campus. The kicker though, was that the power was out over the whole campus. Soo… I was lead via a very small flashlight into my dorm building and up to my room. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Seeing as it was rather pointless for us to try to settle into a place we could not see, the 5 of us students, the Interstudy Durban program leader Anita, and our mentor Ebby went to grab a drink in a part of town that was lit. We went to this BEAUTIFUL outdoor Morocon-style restaurant that had a live band playing. I got a drink called a Dark Israli which was an icecream and mint liquor mix and tasted a lot like a Grasshopper. It was a lot of fun getting to know everyone at the restaurant (which, may I add was OUTDOORS! –I can’t even remember the last time my cold little Minnesotan self could do such a thing.) Anita is very friendly and fun and laughs a lot, and Ebby is HILARIOUS. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">By the time we had finished the power had returned on campus, and the final Interstudy student arrived. We headed back and got to see our rooms in the light. The boys and girls are in separate dorms here, although they are not strict about visiting. We all have our own rooms which is nice, and the dorm itself is pretty cute.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I woke up around 6:30 this morning, though I think I will be able to adjust to the time pretty well. The view from my dorm is so beautiful and I can’t wait to see campus in the daylight. Today we are going to the bank to set up accounts, and then to a shopping center to pick up anything we need. Ebby, our mentor, is trying to get us V.I.P sections for a bar/ club tonight, so we will see where that leads. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I am just so excited to be here and I think I am going to love it. I think I should start getting ready for the day now, but I will keep you all posted on what life here is like. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I will post some pictures soon! :)</div>AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-11768307199160974052011-01-24T17:10:00.000-08:002011-10-08T14:52:35.045-07:00Last Night in AmericaThings I will most miss<br />
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I've got my passport, visa, and student ID. Now as soon as I can get my mileage figured out I guess I'm ready to go. <br />
Well, that, and I have not packed a single item thus far. I suppose that too will have to be accomplished.<br />
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I'm definitely looking forward to getting out of this weather. Gray, gloomy and slushy is beginning to become, well... gray and gloomy. <br />
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I'm really looking forward to starting this new adventure and seeing what it holds in store. I really do think it's going to be so amazing. <br />
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More to come...AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424657331019752622.post-75211551144323149832010-12-28T09:23:00.000-08:002010-12-28T09:27:03.860-08:00The pre-African PostSo. Let it first be known that I am <strong>not </strong>a blogger. I don't know how to be a blogger, I don't know what it means to be a blogger, and I most certainly do not identify myself as there-of.<br />
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That being said, here's my blog.<br />
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It has been brought to my attention on numerous occasions that when one goes traveling, the respectable thing to do for family members and friends (?) is to create a blog documenting said trip and the happenings which ensue. So, to please these individuals, and to make it so that only those who want to know what I'm doing while abroad have to read about it, this blog was born.<br />
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4 weeks from today I will begin my journey over to Durban, South Africa. This journey will include over 30 hours of travel, 4 different planes, and one very tired and likely crabby Abby. (It rhymes, we get it.) <br />
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I still don't think I've grasped the fact that I leave so soon. I've only had one day of being nervous, mostly I'm just excited. I just don't know how to really wrap my head around how extremely different the next 5 months of my life are going to be. <br />
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I do know however, that I am extremely thankful that my roommate Patty O'Keefe will be right there with me throughout the whole adventure. <br />
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I suppose that's all for now... until Africa. eep.AbbyinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04475762470433995162noreply@blogger.com0