BLOG SEVEN:

What a fun-filled day!! I began the day by going to the Old Biscuit Mill, which is this outdoor food market only open on Saturday mornings. They have fresh fruit and vegetables, breads, flowers, and a bunch of venders that make food for you to eat there. There was pesto and humus, pastries and crapes, sandwiches and omelets, waffles and pancakes, bagels and pizzas. It all looked so tasty but I went with the crapes and oh my goodness…. there are no words!!! These crapes make Pauleys (the crape place in Athens) look like amateurs. I got a crape with eggs and bacon and avocado and feta and this balsamic sauce, SO GOOD! After the Biscuit Mill, we went to this placed called the Green Market. It is like a flea market where a bunch of the locals set up huts and sell bunches of souvenirs, such as: jewelry, paintings, clothes, and everything and anything a tourist in South Africa could want! And, I’m telling you, this place is deadly! The venders are such good salesmen; they tell you about their families and how their children rely on their sales to survive. Needless to say, my heart melts and my cash disappears! I don’t think I should be allowed to go back there; I bought entirely too much!! After the morning’s market adventures, we came back to our apartment to get ready to go the rugby game. AHHHH so much fun!! All of us had bought the Stormers’ (Cape Town’s team) jersey, so when all three of our buses unloaded, the locals did not know what to think of us. As we walked to where we were going to eat everyone on the streets started clapping and cheering for us. It was unreal…quite the welcome! For dinner we had a braai, which is basically the South African version of a tailgate. We had traditional African sausages (which were questionable but I was brave and ate them) and beer. A four-beer limit I might add. Interesting fact: hot dog buns in South Africa are not pre-cut. And it is much harder than one would imagine to separate them! We are certainly spoiled in America. But back to the beer, don’t think that the four-beer limit kept our tailgate from being anything less than game days in Athens. South African liquor stores have excellent bagged mixed drinks: rum and coke, cranberry vodka, and rum and guava juice, so there was a lot of “slap the bag” going on haha. And the game itself was so fun to watch; I could pick up on the gist of it pretty early on! But the locals are definitely right, rugby makes football seem like it is meant for babies. When players get hurt, the clock does not stop and they merely continue playing the game around the injured. And, one player needed to ice his shoulder, so the team medic stuck a bag of ice under his jersey and back on the field he went… what a trooper! The Stormers ended up winning 19-13! WOOOO so exciting!!! Oh, and another plus of rugby, they sell fresh, warm, chocolate donuts. Yummmm!!! 

Heaven.

My yummy crape!!

My painting :)))

Rugby Game!

Cooking at the tailgate!

Rugby stadium!!