I’m leaving for Cape Town in a little over two weeks, and it’s  completely surreal. I’m trying not to imagine what it’s going to be  like, because I know any expectations I have will fly right out the  window as soon as I get there. At the moment, getting there is really  all I’m worried about. My last transatlantic adventure was one of the  worst experiences of my life (and that is definitely not an  exaggeration), so my fingers are crossed for much better luck this time  around.
I’m knee-deep in The Long Road to Freedom, Nelson  Mandela’s autobiography. I’m reading the unabridged two-volume version.  No, I’m not crazy, I just always feel like I miss out when I read  abridged things. Rather than answering questions I have about South  Africa, however, it’s made me realize just how ignorant I am. My  Cultures of Sub-Saharan Africa class was a great overview, but we were  covering an entire region, not just one country (and that was two years  ago). I’ve got a lot of researching and reading to do in the next two  weeks, and I’m looking forward to gaining a better understanding of  everything during my time there.
I also just finished The Smell of Apples  by Mark Behr. It’s a novel set in Cape Town, and it gives a really  interesting point of view about Apartheid and South African involvement  in the Angolan War of Independence through the eyes of a young boy. Next  on the list is Reconciliation: Restoring Justice by John de Gruchy and No Future Without Forgiveness by Desmond Tutu. Good thing I have nothing else to do…

 
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