there's the majestic landscape with magnificent/craggy mountains and lush green fields of vineyards in the Stellenbosch wine country. there's the obvious whites vs coloreds vs blacks even 16 years post apartheid. there's the experience of feeling like i'm back in the states with beautiful malls and tourist traps but at the next moment encountering the dirty unofficial parking black attendant who lives in a shanty town down the road asking you for money while you're trying to desperately get back into your car hoping you won't get robbed on the street.
we've done a lot here already. learned to how to drive stick shift/watched an accident in front of us in slow motion/went wine tasting/attempted to hike a mountain in flip flops and bad shoes/successfully hiked up that damn mountain with the right shoes/met some cute Nickelback like band members at a concert/had afternoon tea at a really nice hotel/went grocery shopping at a Navy Pier like monstrosity full of touristy stores and restaurants.
we've also met the Canadian boys and the Belgium girls and a whole host of other peoples. i think i'll call our little group of wishingonsatellite girl and spicy chick the American girls.
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