We had been excited about Cape Town for days before leaving Beijing. Karli and Coco even made T-shirts for being our travel PODs (Person of the day).

I'm in South Africa now and it is probably the most beautiful place I have ever been. The beauty is ridden with contradictions: Beautiful Malibu style houses and L.A. shopping centers but no one leaves goes out at night except to Long Street because of violence. Tomorrow we are going to a township, and it is supposed to be safer there than the city. It is estimated that 40% of the population is HIV positive, a statistic that I hope to learn more about, and that Jack calls, "Danger Booty."
Our first three days in Cape Town have been relatively free. We arrived on Friday and immediately Chis, Magali, Amy, Rashida, Rolando (our Professor Vivian's son here for a week) and I ran up Lion's Head trail and marveled while looking out at the city.
Saturday we took a city tour, went to a beach with Gianna's friends Odie and Stan, had cocktails as we watched the sunset, and then went out to some clubs. Men here are beautiful, or we are deprived after China.

Today we went to the tip of the Cape of Good Hope. The place where the Indian ocean meets the Atlantic, indifferentiable in their blueness and their immensity.
I can't wait until our group goes back to doing something productive, because there's been tension and it made me cry. Moving on with IHP...