Tuesday was pretty rough as it was my last day at White Shark Projects. I packed all my stuff up in the morning and then sat around the house with everyone looking sad. Emma and I were the only ones leaving that day so we shoved our stuff in the living room and waited for the van to arrive. While we were waiting, a group of new volunteers arrived. It was interesting to meet them all, but we didn’t get to chat much.
When the van arrived we all came outside and grouped hugged for a while. There was some crying and some trying not to cry (I’m sure the new volunteers thought we were loonies) I said goodbye to the little dog that we had made friends with (he was later adopted by the Marine Dynamics house; they named him Bobby). Earlier in the day I had told him that he could come back to the states with me and he obviously believed me because he hopped right in the car after me (but we had to shove him back out.)
The two hour ride back to Cape Town was a rather solemn one; I listened to my moody playlist on my ipod and that probably didn’t help. Emma and I were staying in the same hostel and so after we settled in, we went for a little walk. We had an early dinner at a rather good Thai place and then decided to go for a movie at the Labia, a movie theater. (Emma couldn’t even say the name without giggling. As it turns out this theater wasn’t named to shock people, it was actually named after an Italian ambassador to the city.) We saw The Concert. In the description the movie was called a musical comedy drama, which piqued our interest. I rather liked the movie, even if it was a little slow at times. We then came back to the hostel and basically crashed on the couches in the lounge. We were so exhausted that by 10pm we both decided to head off to bed.
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