London/Heathrow: Part 2

My last few days in Cape Town were AMAZING. I need to take a moment and thank Steve (captured in all his glory) for one of the best vacations ever! He bent over backwards to keep me fed, entertained and immersed in S. African culture. Steve, I'm doing my best round of golf clapping in what I think is your general direction (umm, to my left?). I'm so lucky to have such an amazing friend and I'm sending you another one of my patented hugs. You know which one!

Anyway, via Steve I saw:

• Springbok


• Ostrich


• Penguins!


• Rainbows!


• The most amazing night sky I've ever seen in my entire life


• S. Africa v. S. Africa Rugby (S. Africa won!)


• S. African Vineyards

And I ate:

• Springbok (tastes like sort of like steak! But lighter and more flavorful)


• Ostrich


• KingKlip (tastes like swordfish meets talipea)


• Riesling! (Ironically from Germany, but the best wine I've ever had)

Winter arrived in Cape Town this past weekend, but before it did I managed to spend Friday at the beach all day.....it was tough, but someone had to do it! We also supported some sort of charity by swing dancing, went to another Braii (in honor of the all-S. African Super 14 finale), drove to the end of the world (Cape Point), and saw some really really cute penguins. Africa has penguins!! Jason, you were right! Steve introduced me to about an average of 6-10 new people a day, and they were all amazing. Cape Town is truly a unique and welcoming city, and I am so sad that I had to go. Steve was forced to check my bags to make sure I hadn't made off with any of his friends, and then he gave me a gentle shake to detach me from his leg and sent me on my way.

So now I'm back in Heathrow ready to regroup with only one minor baggage incident under my belt. Positive step foward! I used the $20 Mom slipped me (not to be confused with the 10 Euro Dad gave me) for African water to import to India as instructed and therefore my checked baggage came in over the weight limit--and I was forced to split up my luggage. BA gave me another sad sad sad little bag and I filled it with water and dirty laundry, and sent both bags on their way. This time around I managed not to be stopped in Heathrow itself so I'm living large with my oversized carry-on! Whohoo I say! So the countdown to India continues, and I'm a little bit terrified. I think that this is where the real adventure begins.....