south africa

Before this journey when I mentioned to some people that I was going to South Africa I was mostly met with positive reactions like; awesome, interesting, cool etc. This meanwhile my mother almost exclusively was met by big scepticism and heard warnings about the danger and extreme violence that was to expect in South Africa. I found it interesting how the reactions could be so entirely different. Was I the one talking to non realistic and naively positive individuals or where it the ones from her conversations that were just neurotic over worriers?
My mother took the wrong brochures from home. Instead of taking the informatics prints about Cape Town she took some papers from a Finnish health page:
-sweat protects your skin from infection
-The smell of peppermint opens up your nose
- counting sheep does not help you fall asleep
-a piercing threatens the tip of your ear
-Regular tea drinking strengthens your bones

Very useful facts...

Yesterday we hiked up the table mountain. It was very warm but we did it much faster than we had expected because an Indian lady had some kind of stereo playing Tony Braxton songs so we speeded all the time to not have to listen to that crap... It should be death penalty if you listen to Tony Braxton on a mountain.

A friend called Gus has been taking us around on a vespa and he has so far been the tour guide we did not expect to have. Today us and an old couple called Mrs. and Mr. Train (people often call them to ask when than train is leaving cause the look it all up wrong in the yellow pages) and their niece Ruth went to the Cape of Good Hope. After watching at the southern edge of the world with all the other beautiful tourists we went for a swim. I somehow managed to convince mom to do it too. It was cold, very cold, but finally even she started liking it and swam like a fish. Suddenly we see Mr Train and some other folks desperately waving us in... We thought there were big waves coming but no. once on shore they said they had seen the fin of a shark in the seaweed area close to where we were swimming. Then, just as we had not had enough already, a family of baboons come running to the parking lot and almost try to steal our bananas. The baboons were all over.

This is all for now. Smirnoff Vodka, is it Swedish or Russian?