"I'm on another FREQUENCY".

In the spirit of Lent, I’ve decided to reflect on the 7 Deadly Sins of Cape Town

PRIDE.

You can find it at Monday night rugby games at UCT or Saturday soccer matches or the South African flag covers on every car’s sideview mirror.

LUST.

The antique’s at Kalk Bay are seductive. The surfers at Muizenberg aren’t bad eye candy either.

WRATH.

More like my wrath but really the constant public smoking is upsetting. In bars, restaurants, public toilets, and even doctor’s office. Thank you General Surgeon for the warning but it apparently hasn’t reached Africa yet.

GREED.

I’m greedy to do everything here! Things currently on my radar include: Crystal Pools, drinks at Julep, and Hermanus.

SLOTH.

Skipping class for a lazy beach day at Clifton 4. Classic.

ENVY.

People actually get to live here. Luckyyy.

GLUTTONY.

The divine brunch at Shelley’s on Kloof St., the burgers(veggie for me of course!) at Royale on Long, Steer’s ice cream cones after a night out in Rondesbosch, the Coffee Crush at CocoWaWa on Main, the burrito from Poncho’s in Obs, the 6 Rand grapes on campus.

Overheard at Highstead…

Friendly, elderly neighbor:

“These damn American kids come here for six months, party it up, split my ear drums, and leave the mess for us to clean up”.

Sorry for partying. And continuing the stereotype. But really, it was Mardi Gras and only half past 10 at that point.

New co-worker:

“Hi, I’m a Socialist”

While wearing a shirt that reads, Barbarianism or Capitalism?. Made me question my, Hi, I’m Megan.

Mel:

“Hipster is the new modernism”

My recently acquired class-friend:

“You go to school in Los Angeles? I heard that’s real hectic. You must have given up sleeping a long time ago. I know I did.”

Explained his eye twitch.

Martina:

“Okay so we have to have this house meeting and we actually have a lot on the agenda. Namely, why the heck are guys so crazy? I mean really, can we act like young adults once a week.”

The median house age is 21. The maturity level is 2. Think newly acquired BB guns and all the furniture in my room being turned upside down twice, then maybe you’ll understand my Tuesday.