Drunken post w/photos

HALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

OK, people we've been down on Long Street for a few hours; it's the main street for partying in Cape Town, and we've indulged in a few different bars, with my amiable traveling companion indulging me in dancing!!! For those of you who know me well ... imagine my pleasure! The day has been fantasic _ we fi sooooooooooooooiooooo much in!! Walked around the city, seeing the Green Market, the Company Gardens (where we saw photog taking pics of a woman in fire-engine red bondage gear), the South Africa National Gallery, where we say a lot of moving art, to the point that I cried, BUT, that was all made up for with a graphic and literal piece called "Horse on Man on Horse on Man," which reallly compensated for any melancholy. Let's just be honest, horses are HOT. So much more to say ... we took the Hop on Hop Off (aka rewrite shitty-ass history bus so that it's cheery happy by making it sound like the whole fucking country is happy about racial and otherwise injustice. AKA: (as narrated by our tour guide: "the coloreds were moved, but, the happy news is, tomorrow isthe 40th anniversary and they are being allowed to move back (because a taboo developed and none of the whites would move into the neighborhood); however, some of them (the displaced coloreds) are not happy. They say what has been taken can never be replaced, even by $1,7000 R (which translates .

But, that's not to make it sound like it was all bad! It was amazingling beautiful! We woke up to a view of blazing blue skies under Table Mountian and a calico cat winking outside our window, which we slept with open all night. We ate a breakfast of ostrich steak (mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMM!), poached egg, toast, fruit salad, tea, coffee and juice at the foot of the mountian.

Then, we went out walking around town, to Green Square, where all the artisans sell their wares, and then we sat down on the stairs off a church to consult the map and plot our next move. We were confronted by a man who said to D, "Hey, my brother, why are you sitting on these steps? That is not good. I am so disappointed in you." We were so admonished by the gravity with which his words were delivered that we skedaddled. Later, we came to find out that the church was one where Archibishop Rev. Tutu had preached many of his sermons.

Really, that was just the start of a long, happy day, so I will wind up for now and give you the details later.

P.S. D and I went dancing. For anyone knows me: i am happy - ecstatic!

I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!

ALWAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Leslie