4.29.09

It’s become custom to start my blog with something like, “well I’m two more days in.” Or, “Since I wrote last…” So I’ll start with this, hey I’m Alex, I’m six feet three inches tall, I like soft rock and chick flicks, I’m really good at clipping my fingernails, and I have allergies so I always blow my nose really loud in the morning.
Ok, now that I’ve broke my boring patter, I’ll start. I’m now two more days in and since I last wrote I’ve had some fun as usual. Monday, after my last blog, I headed down to the city with two of my friends and chilled. The city is really rad, but I’m kind of done with it. I love Portland more than Cape Town; Portland my home, where I’ve lived for a long time. Therefore, as I would probably get a little tired of going to Portland all the time, I’m about ready to not go back into the city anymore haha. While it lasts though, I’m having a blast. Learning from what’s around me. It’s really interesting because the poor community is so large, and they’re so in your face about giving them money. It’s not like anything in the states, and while it’s sad to see, it’s provides great opportunity to interact with these people. We’ve been blessed to buy groceries for a homeless 18 year old, we’ve invited some homeless to eat lunch with us, and we’ve definitely given money to more than we can count on one hand. It’s all a blessing, and it’s really cool to see how my mindset over the years has gone from, ‘I’m doing good to these people, to God is really blessing me with an opportunity to serve him.’
With that being it for Monday, yesterday we got to head into the city once again on an excursion to an area called Bo-Kaap. Bo-Kaap is a large Islamic community. We got to learn about the religion, about the culture, the community etc. It was really cool to learn what goes on and why, and to see that they’re not crazy like a lot of naïve Christians (me being one) label them as. A few of us went down to the waterfront afterwards, did some chillin there, hopped in a comvi (a big taxi bus thing that is very unsafe and we’re advised not to take…don’t tell my host parents, they wouldn’t be happy) back to the train, and headed back home. The rest of the day was filled with nothing to spectacular, little homework, little Prison Break, little Barcelona Chelsea match, etc.
That’s about it for now. God’s good as always. I’m so relieved to once again be excited to head back home. Cape Town has been a great transitional stage. It’s still tough to think about all this ending…very surreal. I’ll talk to you all later. Love.