Tuesday, January 30, 2007
NOTE TO EVERYONE:
thanks, ALEXIS
Sunday, December 03, 2006
DAY 159
Saturday, December 02, 2006
DAY 158
Friday, December 01, 2006
DAY 157
Thursday, November 30, 2006
DAY 156
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
DAY 155
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
DAY 154
Monday, November 27, 2006
DAY 153
Sunday, November 26, 2006
DAY 152
Saturday, November 25, 2006
DAY 151
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Friday, November 24, 2006
DAY 150
Thursday, November 23, 2006
DAY 149
HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!!!!!
OMG, OMG, OMG, let me just tell you that today was soooooo busy, I don't even know how to tell you; but I'll try, LOL. I woke up and got off to a quick start, then Marnie and I went to the grocery store to get all the food for tonight.Now I realize that with normal people, they get the food before had, sometime in the days before. But no, we had to forget all about the day until the day. Well it did help that I was the only one remembering the day, since I 'm the only onewho celebrates it. At the grocery store Marnie and I go crazy, since being a culinary student, had to make everything byscratch. We get back to the house Marnie wishes me luck, which I need since I have to make a complete Thanksgivingfeast all by myself, all from scratch, without knowing the kitchen, and all in 3 1/2hrs. I was by myself doing all this sinceJeremy was at work, Marnie had to go to a meeting and our two guests weren't coming till later. Oh, did I mention that not only was I making this feast for me, Marnie and her family, but also two other people, one who I had never met.WOW, THANKS MARNIE FOR THE PRESSURE, THAT I DON'T NEED RIGHT NOW, just joking Marnie. I then get my recipes that I printed from my internet recipe box and then went to town on the food. I'm not going to go throught every detail about how everything was done because this is NOT the FOOD NETWORK, (LOL) though thatwould be cool f it was :) When it was getting towards the end and I just had a couple of more things left to do, peoplestarted showing up. We then made a party of it, so while I was in the kitchen finishing up and the table was being festivelyset up, we turned on some music danced around and had lots of fun. Besides the fast that I was in South Africa for the day, I think it will also be memorable, because of how much fun we had.When I had everything done and the only thing we were waiting for was the turkey to finish up, Ayron and I desided to make it more festive. We went into his room andgot out his colored paper. We made a Thanksgiving door sign, and Indian hats for everyone, 6 in all. Then to make it complete, we took out his facepainting crayons and made everyone's Indian look more complete. We then made a buffet of all the food that I had cooked and then sat down. Before eating we all went around the table and said somethng that we were thankful for.The best was when it was Ayron's turn, we asked him what he was thankful for and he then started saying his prayers, which just got everyone in stitches. To make the party even more of a party, we included a couple bottles of brut champagne, don't know what maker, but a least it was brut.while we were eating, they all had me tell them the story of the first Thanksgiving. Personally I think that their first Thanksgiving went really well. Oh, by the way this is everything that I made (remember everything was made from scratch, I even had to use a real pumpkin instead of canned, since they don't have canned pumpkin in South Africa): Herbed Turkey, Herbed Bread Stuffing, Gravy,Candied Sweet Potatoes (with orange, nutmeg, cinnamon, etc... yum,yum), Cranberry Sauce, Steamed Vegetables,Corn on the Cob, Sundried Tomato Rice Pilaf, Mixed Salad, Fruit Salad, Cinnamon Applesauce, Biscuits and then for dessert Pumpkin Pie (served with Vanilla Ice Cream). Oh, by the way that's 13 things in 3 1/2hrs BIATCHS!!!!
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Wednesday, November 22, 2006
DAY 148
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
DAY 147
Monday, November 20, 2006
DAY 146
Sunday, November 19, 2006
DAY 145
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Saturday, November 18, 2006
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Friday, November 17, 2006
DAY 143
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Thursday, November 16, 2006
DAY 142
and it took a couple tissues to get it to stop. In the end it was OK and I didn't need anything for it, well other than pain killers. I spent the rest of the evening lying in bed watching TV, since I didn't have the energy, or the will for that matter, to do anything else.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
DAY 141
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Tuesday, November 14, 2006
DAY 140
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Monday, November 13, 2006
DAY 139
Sunday, November 12, 2006
DAY 138
Before I go any further I would like to wish my daddy a very happy birthday, with many hugs and kisses. So before going any further please sing along (you can sing in you head if your to embarrassed)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR DADDY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!
Today I went to MuseuMAfrica, Constitution Hill, and the Apartheid Museum. MuseuMAfrica is a museum about everything and anything to do with Africa. We start at this one exhibit that has a video and then photos of the birth of Johannesburg. From drawings of the first settlements, to a town that looks like it came from an old Western, to a little bit more civilized town and how it all revolved around the market were the cattle were sold. I think that’s funny a whole big town revolved entirely on cattle. Then how it just kept on growing to what it is today. The pictures in the middle were really cool looking and then in the middle of the room where photographs of different places and people taken around Johannesburg and its suburbs, these photographs were amazing, they were so beautiful, had with lots of impact. Then there was also this exhibit on some of the South African tribes. That was really cool since they also have some of the artwork of these tribes. Then the rest of the museum was just other exhibits of different African things, but the aforementioned were my favorite. The next place we went to was Constitution Hill. Here besides the obvious, things like the court house, etc… there is also a prison there, both a women’s and a men’s prison, all here in the middle of the city. Though they aren’t used anymore, they are now open to the public. Now you probably wondering why on earth would someone in their right mind want to go to a prison on their own free will. Well here is your answer: there have been many politically famous people who have made these prisons there home for a while. One of the more famous of the lot was Gandhi. It was really neat I got to be in the same room that Gandhi made his bedroom, were he ate and were he went for his daily dose of fresh air. IT WAS AWESOME! On the was up to see the courthouse, which I was looking forward to seeing, since apparently it has a really pretty interior, but it was closed, we saw something that we were totally not expecting. So my guide and I were walking around the corner and we saw 7 or 8 men all dressed up in very nice suits standing face towards the brick wall and a small group of people taking their picture. You could tell that this was a professional shoot, because of the camera equipment that the photographers had. But there was just one thing that was off; all the men had their pants dropped. So when I tell you that what we saw when coming up to the courthouse, you now see why. My guide said that the picture was probably some sort of modern interpretation or something of what happened to the prisoners. See one of the things that happened in the prison was that everyday the prison guards would have all the prisoners line up against the wall, butt-naked and then one-by-one have each one do something embarassing, well even non-embarrassing things become embarrassing, when your but naked and being humiliated by the prison guards. Well after finishing the visit, we went to our last stop of the day, the Apartheid Museum. Well this one one of the coolest museums ever. After paying we get two cards, my guide, who's black get the card that say European (white), and I being white, get the card that says Non-European (non-white). Our first place we go to there is a security gaurd that looks at our cards and shows us which door to go through. This was done so that you could get a feel of what it felt like haveing to go through seperate doors just because of your skin color. Now even though we had to go through seprate ways through the first exhibit, they were the same things that we saw. We then went up this large ramp with the huge, life-size mirrors, with people on them. These people are people who were around during the Apartheid or ar decendents of people who were alive during the Apartheid. Oh, forgot the first part was inside and the ramp was outside. We then take these spiral stairs down one floor and into the main museum. We walk in and go to our right, well we can't go left because it's blocked off, so our only option is to go right. We entered this small circular room that had about 20-25 posters. Each poster was hanging from the ceiling in an outside circle and then an inside circle. On each poster would be a picture of a white, colored, or black woman on it with a brief story of what she did to help stop the Apartheid where she was. If you hadn't already guessed, all these women were some how in politics, either it be themselves, a spouse or family member, or even a friend. In the next room over, which was much bigger there was a picture gallery of the Apartheid. Through the years, throughout the countyr, and in all different points of view. The part that I thought had the most impact was the different points of views. You would see pictures from the blacks and colored's point of views and the next to it would be the same issue but in the whites point of view. After this we went into this small auditorium and watched a brief movie about the Apartheid. From there we went to the rest of the museum,which is a whindy pathway in and out of different rooms. This part of the museum, had pictures, movies, 3D sculptures, and even real artifacts from the time. The neat part about this was that it was like walking down a timeline. After this experience, there was this one last little room with recent paper clippings, from all different types of newspapers from South Africa. All these paper clippings were from things that happended that has some link to the Aparthei or is Apartheid-like in nature. When I ssaid that these were recent clippings, I wasn't kidding, they were todays papers. At first I saw the date and said, wow look it's the same date as today, November 12 isn't that cool. I then blinked and said "Wait a second, that's also the same year. Holy shit, these are today's papers!" This room led into this small, but very tall room, that had these huge boulder-type rocks and then on the wall had a huge South African flag, and on the opposite side of the room a large glass wall, with some peace poem in frosted letters. After this I was taken back to Guinea Fowl Lodge.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
DAY 137
Friday, November 10, 2006
DAY 136
underneath the covers I got this huge burst of chill. It was this intense, sharp chill that quickly crept up my spine and waking me up completely. Since I still had a while till I actually had to get out of bed I just staid in bed and did that weird half sleep when you wake up a couple minutes before your alarm and you can’t get back to sleep since you know it’s just about to go off and are just waiting for it. It was sooooooo cold today at the zoo. I had on pajama pants underneath sweatpants, then on top had a t-shirt, sweatshirt, and then my Barbour jacket; then lastly on my feet I had on a thick pair of sock while wearing my UGG boots. Now that’s what I call a cold spell. This is supposed to be Africa man, WTF!!!! So today was filled up by gardening. Around all the cages there is a fence that goes around the fence that keeps the animals in, and then in that space between the two fences are small gardens. My job today was to make them pretty. I first had to run around to all of them taking out all the weeds and dead plants. Some of those weeds took a while since they were thick and deeeeep. Then had to nicely take out some of the plants that would be moving into some of the cages. After which I made the space nice and pretty straightening out the rows or planting new plants in the blank spaces. By the time lunch came around I had just finished. So I stopped for lunch and enjoyed the time with Theresa and Cheryl and of course Tea Garden birds. After lunch I finished with the gardens and then went around with the plants that were going to be replanted in the cages, and planted them. I then helped feed some of the animals and went back to Guinea Fowl Lodge.
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Thursday, November 09, 2006
DAY 135
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Wednesday, November 08, 2006
DAY 134
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Tuesday, November 07, 2006
DAY 133
HAPPY ELECTION DAY!
Ok, so my day off is usually Sundays, but see since Renee or Flea takes me to the zoo when they don’t go, neither do I. See Renee and Flea’s schedule goes work for 7 days, off for 2 days. Which means every once in a while they both have the same 2 days off. Which means that this week I have today and tomorrow off. Tomorrow I have a full day a head of me, but today I’m just staying at Guinea Fowl Lodge. Because of yesterday I slept in till like 11am or something and then had a nice long hot breakfast, not the usual fast, cereal and juice. I then, being the OCD person I am, cleaned and reorganized the already organized room. Besides that I just hung out around the Lodge. Spent a long time talking to the fam and friends, and took a nap, stuff like that. I also sent in my absentee ballot. Now you might be thinking why would you send in the ballot on Election Day. Well the answer is, the ballots are accepted a couple months before and up till the day, but it has to be postmarked no later than the day of.
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Monday, November 06, 2006
DAY 132
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Sunday, November 05, 2006
DAY 131
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Saturday, November 04, 2006
DAY 130
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Friday, November 03, 2006
DAY 129
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Thursday, November 02, 2006
DAY 128
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Wednesday, November 01, 2006
DAY 127
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Tuesday, October 31, 2006
DAY 126
Now I know that Halloween is not a Jewish holiday, but even though it started as a Pagan holiday, turning into a Christian holiday, it had become so commercialized that it really has no religiousness any more. Anyways, I did all my usual stuff, everything the same except for the crocodiles. This is where I felt like I was starring in an episode of the Crocodile Hunter. My actual task was cleaning their little pond that they have, but before doing so, had to put tAhem into their house. This was the part that I felt like I was on the show, trying to get them into the house, since it was a beautiful day they didn’t want to budge, so it was a little bit harder than just nudging them with a broom, like normally. After we got them into their house I first drained the pond after which I took a scratchy broom, you know the one where the bristles are made from plastic. There was this dark green slime that covered every inch of the pond. Since the bottom of this small pond was cement it was actually no that hard. I basically took the broom and scrubbed everywhere, this loosened up the slim. I then took the hose and sprayed over everywhere, so most of the slime went away and all that was left was the slime that was in the cracks. So I then went back with the broom and went to all the areas that still had slime and scrubbed away. I then rinsed the broom off and also the pond, which now looked so much better, being now grey and all. I left the hose running to fill up the pond and then let the crocodiles out, and who were very happy to do so.
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Monday, October 30, 2006
DAY 125
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Sunday, October 29, 2006
DAY 124
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Saturday, October 28, 2006
DAY 123
Not much to say today… Did the normal feed the tortoises, clean this or that, feed this animal and that animal, and of course play with the Tea Garden birds during lunch. I also got to check my emails, etc… this afternoon when I got back to Guinea Fowl Lodge. I don’t even remember the last time I hadn’t checked my email like every day. There have been times were I didn’t
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Friday, October 27, 2006
DAY 122
READ BEFORE GOING ANY FURTHER: PLEASE NOTE THAT THE CONTEXT OF TODAYS BLOG IS SAD, EMOTIONAL, AND GRAPHIC. IF YOU HAVE AN EXTREMELY LARGE HEART FOR ANIMALS AND/OR HAVE A WEAK STOMACH PLEASE SCROLL DOWN AND READ THE STARRED SENTENCE AT THE BOTTOM OF TODAYS BLOG. THANKS, ALEXIS
Today was a sad day, it might not come out as if today had an impact on me but it did. Well it started out, as a good day, me finishing the crates, couldn’t put them in the shed till the afternoon, since it was still being built, but still finished the cleaning part of it. Well about an hour before lunch Eddie, he and his wife own the place, told me we were going to get the horsemeat for the animals, since we were running low. Now keep in mind that I realized that they cut up the horses there at the zoo so it could be the freshest possible. But what I was about to experience was something totally different. Eddie and I drive to the vet’s office and drive in the back entrance with the truck and flat bed trailer in tow. When we arrive the vet is still inside so I say hi to some of the horses and give them some love, the vet then comes out with a stable hand and a horse, I turned my back to them and gave my attention to the horse that I was presently petting, when all of a sudden I heard the most loudest and most rattling sound ever. I went momentarily deaf; it was only for a couple of seconds, but still. This was made, if you couldn’t already guess, from a gunshot. Now I know guns are loud and they’re still loud on TV or on the news, but in real life, OH MY G-D, is that fucker loud. After which the second, and thankfully last horse came out and the same thing happened. Now the vet reassured me that these horses needed to be put down and that they wouldn’t kill them if it didn’t absolutely need to be done. I didn’t want to go into detail with him with what was wrong with the horse, because then it would get to personal and I would then burst out crying. So I left it at that, so there would be as much emotional distance between the horses and me as possible. I have this thing that I can’t cry in public, not that I don’t want to, it just doesn’t happen, but as soon as I’m by my self, Niagara Falls comes out. There is though, once in a very rare blue moon that I will cry, but that something has to be something huge. This was one of those times that I cried. Well actually I didn’t, but because I made myself not cry in public, not because it wouldn’t happen naturally, like normally. I then had to help load them onto the flat bed. I would just like to say that a horse’s head is heavy in the first place, but when it’s dead, whew, well that’s just another story…… When we were loading the first horse the second horse’s leg was still flailing and the stomach still going up and down. Now I know for a fact that when any living thing is shot at close range in the brain that they die instantly, with little or no pain. I also know that after that living thing is shot it dies, but the muscles and organs, still work for a couple of moments. Even knowing this you still momentarily forget that and think that they’re still alive and suffering. Another thing that was more just plain gross than sad, was what happened after they died. Everything came out their noses. There was still a lot of blood that came out of the mouth, eyes, and the where the gunshot was, but let me just say the nose is where all the action is. Besides a couple buckets worth of blood, both liquid and more compact, there was also some white thing, well it was mostly red, but that was from all the blood, you could tell that its original color was a light grey/off white color and this was all coming out the nose. One thing that really got me going and that it took more then ever not to cry, was the look in the horse’s eyes. Just staring at you looking so innocent and desperate, so before going any further I had to go to both horses and close there eyes, even though I still knew that they were dead, it defiantly helped. Before loading the first horse the vet did something. The one thing that I did know about the first horse was that he had some injury on top of why he was being put down for. So before loading him onto the flat bed the vet did an autopsy, and since they didn’t need any aesthetics or clean cutting instruments, since the horse was already dead, he did the autopsy right there on the grass in the back of the building. This part I think I was more fascinated then anything else. Not in a morbid way, but in a vet student or something way. So apparently the injury was in the area of where the left shoulder meets beginning of the stomach area. See I don’t know where exactly but that’s where the vet was cutting. Anyways so he cuts through the skin and, what seems like endless, layers of fat and muscles. To where he starts looking at something, but in the process I see the different layers of the muscles and some kind of organ, well I think it was more than one, but still I was looking at the inside of a horse. I mean I’ve seen the inside of a horse before, but in like vet books and some of my riding books, and then maybe on Animal Planet or something, but never in real life, which besides the sad factor of the horse being dead, it was really fascinating and I was all into it, but of course not in a morbid way or anything like that. Anyways back to today, after loading the horses and washing off my arms and legs of blood, etc… Eddie and I headed back to the zoo were there was some of the zoo people waiting for us so that they could cut up the horses and put them into the walk-in fridge. Since I had missed my lunch hour, I spent the next hour on break, but as you might expect didn’t eat my lunch. I spent the time playing with my new friends Sam and Rex, who by the way are cockatoos and are Tea Garden birds. After my lunch break I put the now clean crates into the finished shed, with about 40min left in the day helped with the feeding. I feed some of the vultures the crocodiles and the Spotted Eagle Owls. Those were fun to feed, because they were at the stage in their life were they are learning to fly. So what Laurence and I did (oh before I forget he works here at the zoo) was we stood at the opposite side of the cage were I would hold out my arm and then Laurence would hold a baby chick (and yes, the chicks are dead) near my arm and then start calling the owls over. Then one by one the owls would fly onto my arm get the chick and then fly back to the perch that they were sitting on. After each of them, I think there were 6 or 7, had gotten one chick we scattered some more around the cage and then left. Before leaving for the day I put the crates into the finished shed. I went back to Guinea Fowl Lodge and spent the rest of the day watching TV all curled up in bed. I know this doesn’t sound very productive and not something you would do when visiting a foreign country, but if you read everything above you would know why. I then, with no dinner, went to bed after watching TV and everything was just mushing into one.
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Thursday, October 26, 2006
DAY 121
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Wednesday, October 25, 2006
DAY 120
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Tuesday, October 24, 2006
DAY 119
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Monday, October 23, 2006
DAY 118
I had to wake up really early this morning to catch the shuttle bus back to the airport. I went down had some breakfast and then went to the front desk to check out. Another really cool thing that happened, at check out not only was dinner free but also breakfast. So I got to stay in a really nice hotel 100% free, can’t get any better than that :) I then took the shuttle back to the airport, took my bags up stairs to check-in and re-check-in my bags. It was nice; since it was so early in the morning I didn’t have to wait in any lines or anything, just walked right up. With the rest of my plane, I took the airport train to our terminal and then waited at the gate for like 1½ hr. The trip from Madrid to Johannesburg was 10hrs OH MY FUCKING G-D!!! See if it wasn’t for my day yesterday and everything that happened then the 10hrs would be fine. Ok, maybe not fine but still bearable. Unlike now, were all I wanted to do was get to South Africa with no more problems and no more waiting. I am thankful that the person sitting next to me was nice and pleasant to talk to and didn’t have any of those annoying habits that you hope your neighbor won’t have. They showed 3 movies on the fight down and then also had one of those pictures where you can see where the plane is at that moment. The movies that we watched were; The Devil Wears Prada, The Break Up, and some Spanish movie about this woman who becomes blind and how that affects her, her family, and her life, both positively and negatively. I thought 10hrs on a train was bad, it’s even worse on a plane. Because at least on a train the scenery changes. On a plane it’s like… look a cloud… another cloud… another cloud… and… oh look…… another cloud. At a little past 5pm we finally landed in Johannesburg. I get my bags, which are thankfully one of the first, so I don’t have to wait long. I go through customs with no problems and didn’t have to wait long since the only people in line were from my plane and they had 10+ lanes open. I get out into the main part of the arrivals hall and look for Marnie. Marnie is one of the people who own and run Voluntours. See it’s a very small business, nothing like Earthwatch. For example their office was once a spare bedroom in their house. I wait for Marnie for a couple of minutes and then decide to give her a call. They probably don’t know when my new arrival time is, since I had to leave it in the hands of my mother to call or email them the new information and apparently it didn’t get done (no offence Ima, love you still). Well I can’t find any payphones and I’m like how can an airport not have any payphones. I then realize that it is because they have a pay phone store, sort of like the one that I went to in Marrakech. I then was able to call Marnie and tell her that I was here. She told me she was at home and about 30min away. While waiting for Marnie I stay at the phone place and call some people to chat and say hi while I’m waiting. I find Marnie and we walk to her car, which is a lime green Renault. It sounds bad, bat actually it fits the car, it’s like how some colors that look really bad on other cars looks good on the VW Beetle, same idea. Since it’d be to late to bring me to the B&B that I will be staying at while at the zoo, I go home with her and sleep in there guest bedroom. We have a quick dinner and then hit the sacks……
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