Be yourself; everyone else is already taken

So it has been a few weeks since I have blogged anything, but to say that I have been just been plain lazy is to paint me with the wrong brush. These last few weeks have been a flurry of work, outings, parties, food, exploring and moving. For one thing, I moved (AGAIN!) to a new house. One with a pool! And huge closets! A garden! Oh the insanity! It really is a nice place and I plan on living there for the duration of my stay here (Pics to come). I also climbed one of the new seven wonders of the world TABLE MOUNTAIN! Its strange, I have heard married people tell of how they are able to simultaneously love and hate their spouse at the same time. Until now I was never able to understand that sentiment, I always thought they were mutually exclusive. That is until I had the pleasure/torture of Table Mountain. All in all the hike took about eight hours of my life. Up endless stairs and ladders. Over a mile of swamp. Down 800 meters of slippery and steep rocks. It was hell on my body and mind. Yet at the same time, there is nary a more beautiful place in the world. It is absolutely gorgeous. While your body tells you how much you hate this place, your mind is constantly telling you how wonderful this place is. Mind Trip.

The edge of the world.

I love the ground

This past Saturday I also found a wonderful market with a few friends. Needless to say, on Saturdays I never have to buy food again. This place has EVERYTHING, and its FREE! Well not really, but there are enough samples there that you can make yourself a good size meal out of it. There's also dozens of vintage clothes shops, wine stores, antique stores, and even an art gallery. Best place ever.

So true.

Best bread ever. I submit it to the board

You couldn't buy any of this cheese unless you ordered in French. Legit.

The last really memorable thing that happened was my eating a chicken head and feet. That's right readers, yours truly ate it. He ate them bones and all. Not really, but still had some. If you know anything about Xhosa hospitality, it states that if offered something you must take it. It is incredibly rude not to. Knowing that I knew this tidbit, my friends offered me this delicacy to see if I would actually do it. After looking at my shocked face, they burst out laughing and said I didnt have to eat it if I didn't want. I decided to step up to the challenge. Here is what followed:

Not happy.

CHOW TIME!

There is plenty else that I have not mentioned. Yet, I think this will be the longest time between posts. I promise to be more diligent. Especially since its not my job.