Falling Into A Routine.

This morning on my run there was an erie rolling fog just off the ocean. It was so dense that I couldn’t even see the water. As Becca and I ran more inland the fog seemed to follow us and once we were back all of Annie’s was covered in fog too. I rinsed off then hopped back in bed because my plan of laying by the pool all morning was put on halt due to the fog. I read all morning and waited for our bikes to be delivered. We had a few false alarms due to the deliverer being on “South African Time”. So we will hopefully get them sometime this week. I then had class for only 45 minutes. This class, Xhosa culture, which seems to be a very easy class. Somethings that are odd though is that instead of a projector that we use in the states, this Professor uses an overhead. The kind we used back in the day where the teacher would put a transparency on the overhead and a piece of paper to cover what they haven’t yet talked about. I take notes in the Xhosa class with paper and pen, and I feel as if I write a novel. I walked home after class, planning out which way I will ride my bike to class once I get it. The rest of the day was spent reading my book, which I am determined to finish by Friday so that I can start on my paper. Tuesday wasn’t very eventful either. I feel as if I am finally falling into a routine. I woke up early and read quite a few chapters then had class followed by a meeting with the rest of the CEA students. We talked about any complaints we had and our electricity cards, which I can pick up anytime now. We also discussed out excursions and they sound like a great time. I can’t wait to go to Cape Town especially to see Robben Island, where Mandela spent many years in prison. After the meeting I walked back and continued to read. I read until Becca was ready to go for our run. We ran down to the beach then followed this two person wide boardwalk that follows the coast. We also discovered how to get to the Nature Reserve that our school sits on. We are planning to head that way on Saturday when we have more time. We have to be careful when we go running because if we don’t go in the morning, the rest of the day is too hot to run. When we go in the evening we have to make sure we are back way before night settles in. Once night falls it is dangerous to be out, especially being females AND in a small group. We got back in plenty of time and even saw a bunch of other runners on the way back. This area is full of runners and bikers. They also have an Iron Man in April that I plan on watching seeing as I would this that this place would be very difficult to compete in. The wind blows me around even when I am walking back from class. I could only imagine trying to race a bike with the gusts or even swim over the waves that surfers utilize. Until tomorrow!