“Do you stand on that thing?” Oct 9

Prior to today I hadn’t surfed in almost three weeks! I have been feeling anxious and depressed because of it. I knew that if I didn’t go surfing soon I might just explode. Today I was going to go to SHAWCO paeds clinic, but it was cancelled. It was a gorgeous and sunny day. I could not go back and do homework inside. So, I decided that regardless of if I had anyone to surf with, and despite the fact that my surfboard was in my house in Rondebosch, I would go surfing today! I called a few friends, but everyone was gone at a weekend concert, so I decided that I would trek it on my own to Muizenberg for a surf sesh.

My board was in my room, (thanks to George, who took me surfing a few weeks ago) No one who could drive me today. So, being the adventuring spirit that I am, I decided to haul my board through Main Street to take the train. This entailed walking my nine-foot board through Rondebosch to the train station. This drew a lot of attention, and I felt a bit silly. I reached the train station, and after waiting for 35 minutes, a train came. I barely managed to get my board in before the train started to move again. Once I was in the train I had the task of maneuvering it around all of the people, and putting it against some of the seats. The train was unnecessarily crowded for a Saturday, so this was quite the task. Everyone was really nice about it though, as I apologized to everyone walking by, who had to step around it. The people I was sitting by thought it was amusing that I was bringing this huge board on the train. One man asked what I did with it. I told him that I stood up on it in the ocean - he thought that was funny.

After 45 minutes we reached Muizenberg where I prepared to get off the train two stops prior. After much maneuvering and help from multiple people on the train, I was able to get my huge board off. Taking the train with my board was a definite adventure, one that I don’t think I will repeat. The waves were pretty crappy at Muizenburg - but just getting out in the water made me really happy. I caught some fun ones. The experience was definitely worth it.

Other than surfing, my week has been pretty uneventful since the last time I blogged. (Which was when I met Gerard Butler!!!! Crazy….still can’t get over it :) I have been working on my paper, and plan on finishing it by Monday. Then I will move on to my last paper of the semester. YAY!

Yesterday I decided in the moment to go down to Main to get a haircut. Some friends had recommended this cute Indian woman, named Nadia, for getting a haircut. I went to Nadia and explained that I wanted to keep it long, and wanted a little bit of layering. She went a little scissor happy. She cut my hair pretty short, and put in a lot of choppy layers…Not what I was hoping for, but now my hair is a lot more curly! I just have to remind myself that hair does grow back, and its not the end of the world :) So much for spur of the moment haircut decisions...