Group on Signal Hill

Group on Signal Hill
Back row: Avery, Kelsey, Ainsley, Patrick, Wylie, Erin, Ethan, Janiel, Larissa: Third Row: Tekowa, Anna, Audrey, Jerard, Andrew, Carl, Allie; Second Row: Elise, Aimee, Vara, Carolyn, Melissa, Morgan, Liz, Erica, JR; Front Row: Savitri, Brianna, Sharon, Lindsay, Andrea

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As anyone who has participated in this program will attest, there are no words or pictures that can begin to adequately capture the beauty of the scenery or hospitality of the people in Cape Town. Therefore, this blog is merely intended to provide an overview of the program and a glimpse at some amazing adventures and life-changing experiences had by the students and staff of this program who have traveled together as co-educators and companions on the journey. As Resident Director and Faculty Advisor since 2008 it has been a privilege and honor to accompany an incredible variety of wonderful UConn students to a place we have all come to know and love.

In peace, with hope, Marita McComiskey, PhD


20 March 2013

Lindsay's countdown to departure


This weekend we had the pleasure of being invited to one of Vernon’s friend’s house for a braai. Only being the second braai I have been to since being here I’ve already picked up on some practices. Firstly, you eat before the braai. Though the event may start at 4, the main food will not be out for a few hours later. Secondly, there is an absurd amount of food. Before all the meat and fish is prepared to serve, there are samosas, crackers, chips, fruit, spreads, and more and more. Once you think you’ve filled yourself up on finger food there is beef, lamb, snoek, and chicken to come!
           
We have been so blessed to be welcomed into the homes of amazing people who want nothing more than to help us, make us feel at home, and of course feed us. Everywhere we go we are met with love and genuine kindness of the people around us, a reaction that I absolutely love and am so grateful for!  While I am still falling in love with the people and the town I’m starting the lamenting process as I come to terms with this encroaching departure date.

The scariest question I heard this week was ‘When are you leaving?’ because the answer is something I think I’m starting to try to repress. When first arriving in January I had no problem answering ‘The end of April’. But now, the end of April only gives me about a month of time left, 39 days to be precise.

I know a lot of people are starting to feel the same and it’s incredibly frightening. I wrote briefly about this before but the countdown is only getting more and more stressful! Something we talked about in the pre-departure class is coming to terms with the fact that we wouldn’t be able to do everything we would want to. I didn’t think I had an issue with this, but as the time for leaving comes closer I find myself fighting harder and harder to admit this might be true.

Looking at how I have to plan out my remaining time I have concocted a rather ambitious schedule. Activities like hiking Table Mountain, paragliding off of Lion’s Head, continuing to teach myself how to surf, sports games, museum (and planetarium) exploring, and volunteering opportunities are all things that I refuse to give up. Sleep is going to have to wait for a while because I just simply don’t have time for that anymore. There’s just too much to do and not nearly enough time! 

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