On the way to Cape Town!

See that last one wasn't so bad now was it? Lucky for YOU i actually wrote down everything that happened on my Maycation! So after rere, instead of going to Swakop for a few days I just stayed in the capital to save some money. I was in "the location" ie the ghetto, with my host sister from Okahandja. I also visited some families from my village that live in Windhoek. I was between their houses for like 4 days. I got into this heated arguement wit this simple minded piece of shit. He started talking about how I wasn't Black since I'm from America, hence I'm basically white. Then after all this ridiculous jargon he tried to be on some, but we're brothers and sisters. "Hell nah" I said with fury. I don't know why I let shit like that bother me, but it still does. Never thought I'd have to fight to be Black. The crew comes back from swakop and we head to the highway to hitch a ride down to Mariental. It was a drag carrying all that shit along side the road. There's an ongoing joke about me and the things I pack. I don't know about you, but i don't see anything wrong with packing several changes of clothes, shoes, make up, jewelry, and of course, an iron. Also miscellaneous things like a candle, matches, polish remover and scissors. I'm not the flyest member of the Dirty 30 for no reason. So Shannon, Julie and I stayed at Debbies for the night. We were so exhausted from hitch hiking we just put on Royal Tenembaums and went to sleep. The next day we got up and hitched down to Keetmanshoop, the last major town before exiting Nam. We met some of shannon's kids in town and had lunch with them. Bomb ass milkshakes there too! Then her friend picked us up and took us to the location. We would stay at his house for the night. First things first, beer. So we set off down the dirt street to a shebeen to buy beer and what do we find? ...you're absolutely right! A BABY! Yes, we found a baby alone in the middle of the street. Where's that 15 cents a day guy when you need him? So we decide to keep the suspected orphan while we continue our search for cold brew. We finally get back to the house and meet his roommate, R. Kelly. Names are just like that here, so i was like, wat up Kells?! They cooked for us, goat in gravy with pap, or porridge. This style of porridge is really thick. You grab it with your hands and ball it up, then sop it up in the meat and gravy. The three of us shared a communal bowl of meat and obnoxiously large plate of pap. Who needs place settings when you can sit on the floor and use your hands? It was good. The following conversation is questionable. Her friend told us that Americans killed Jesus. More specifically, Al Capone's 3x great, who worked for the CIA. I'm still at a loss about this situation. Getting to cape town: we decided to take this hook up shannon's friend had which was to lay in the back of a courier truck. However, everytime we'd ask questions about it, it was never quite for sure. Instead, we decided to leave his house early in the morning and stand on the road. Next morning: the three of us met up with liz and vanessa at the gbs station we were going to hitch hike from. We get b-fast from Wimpies and approached a man who was driving one of those luxury 10 seater tour buses about taking the 5 of us. He said he was going to cape town, but that he couldn't take us. Julie and i decide to go on the road, while the others ask people who come for gas. I'm sitting on my bag, bout to eat my phat deluxe b-fast when julie jumps up. Now i'm nervous, whats goin on?! She points at the bus, the guys taking us! Fuck Yea! Comfortable, luxurious, private bus, free and straight through to cape town. He even stopped a few times just for up saying he knows women need to use the restroom frequently. Couldn't have been luckier.