And so it begins...

About 13 amazing hours later, we were in cape town. That ice cold air was blowin in from the bay, just like when you get to sf. It was nighttime and the city was lit up beautifully. Their main street, Long st looks so much like Bourban street in the N.O. Like clubs and restaurants on the bottom, hotels and hostels on top. Super duper diverse population. If i could sum it up, cape town is a mix of new orleans' architecture, new york style and los angeles diversity. American writers and travel agents will sell it as the san fransisco of South Africa. Night 1 we head across the street from our backpackers hostel to this Cuban spot. It was stylish and culturally appropriate/respectful. We met up with stewart, catie, and sarah g, who also had friends in from America. We ordered a shit load of drinks cuz the specials were insane. But the food menu sucked, so after we all had about 3 drinks we went 2 doors down to this Jamaican joint. I ordered the jerk chicken nachos and a mojito. Day 2: in the hostel this lenny kravitz prototype approached me talking about how beautiful i'd look with dreads. On our way out he takes me to this shop and i said i'd think about it. We head to get sim cards for our phones for the next 2 weeks. We ate b-fast at a nice cafe, came back to get our stuff, watched a little judge joe brown, and headed for the train station. We were on our way to Stellanbosch, wine country. The Napa of SA. The train ride was a good 45 mins long. Stellanbosch is much like Napa, its a small quaint town with little mom and pop shops, boutiques, and trendy cafe's. Its also a college town. The first night we head to a cafe that has R25 drink specials. We each have about 2 then just cruise through town, on foot of course. That night we hit up this Japanese sushi spot for dinner. It had that revolving sushi bar. Pretty sweet. The next morning we head out at 9am for the Wine Hopper Tour. So this basically takes you around to 5 different wineries for tours and tastings. We decided to just take the first tour and just do tastings at all the other places. We had our own driver taking the 7 of us around. By 5pm there was only 4 of us that could hang and we were gone! This was an awesome idea. For dinner we go to a pizza place, i'm low on funds so i don't eat and i'm trying to eat mickey d's anyway. Afterward, julie and i hit up a club since there's some drink special. Priorities? Yes. Then everybody joined us at the second club where there was a 2 for 1 special, but it was hella empty and the music was wack. Stop 3, MC DONALDS!!! Ok, remember that scene in Houseguest when sinbad finally found the mickey d's? That was all me! I stood in line patiently, somehow. Ordered a McFEAST. This is basically a double quarter pounder with barbeque sauce, the south african sauce is different from ours. It was so bomb. I think julie posted a pic of me on fb enjoying this bad boy. Last stop of the night, the thumpin club. Julie and stewart went ahead and called us. We ask where she is and all she's saying is that she is at a thumpin club. We eventually find them, only to discover this awful club with awful techno blasting and like 8 people inside, including the help. Day 3: check out, walk hella far to the train station. Not just hella far, but with heavy ass bags, a wretched hang over, and rain pouring like hail thats up to your ankles. Sorry, i didn't pack for the outdoors, i'm wearin flip flops. Pneumonia? By the time we reach the station, like an hour later, we are literally drenched as is our bags. We get inside the station only to find the workers are preparing for a strike, so a bunch of train schedules are being cancelled. No train. Could this day get any worse? I go in this sketchy bathroom to change expecting some disgusting man to walk in at any moment seeing as how there was no door nor light. It was 1 when we finally left for cape town. Them more walking from the train station to our backpackers hostel, hella far. We check in and start to split up. I realize i only have 800 left and still 8 days, can't do it. Vanessa and I walk back to the train station to change our return bus ride date. Then, it happened again, Mickey D's. That night we ate at Mama Africa. Kinda lame since we had to pay 10 dollars for an entertainment fee, yet the band was like 3 rooms over. We ended up club hoppin the rest of the night. Take a breather, i'll continue in the next post.