Sunday Adventures

This Sunday we had the privilege of going to church with Octavia, the guest manageress of our house. The service was in Xhosa, but we felt very welcomed and involved. When we arrived they called the six of us to the front to introduce ourselves. We spoke in Xhosa which everyone LOVED, though I'm not sure if it because we spoke well or because we spoke poorly. Regardless, we danced to the song we couldn't sing. I shared a chair with a young boy (sometimes two young boys), and we became action-figure central. It was great to be there with Octavia and fun to see how her congregation worships.

After church Octavia took us to experiene Mzoli's Meat, and experience we did. Mzoli's is basically a huge public braai where you select your meat and they BBQ it for you. I think you are supposed to bring your own utensils, but we did no such thing. Instead we dug in to our bucket of meat with every little bit of our hands and faces. After being exposed to our truly carnivorous selves, Octavia took us to see some of the local monuments commemorating apartheid-era tragedies.

A rainbow by Table Mountain. This was taken out the window while lying in my bed on Sunday morning.

Our group with Octavia at Mzoli's.

Waiting for our meat. It was several hours. We took lots of pictures.

And THIS is our bucket of meat! There were five different varieties of meat, but once we started at it, there was very little differentiation.

You think you know yourself and then someone gives you a bucket of meat.

Done. I'm estimating, but I think that took us about 7 minutes.

Monument commemorating the Gugulethu 7, seven young men who were shot and killed in 1986 by apartheid security forces.

We ended the day with a celebration of Sara's birth. :)