The Holy Week begins

I have discovered to my own horror that the university is completely closed this week and that means that my internet access is now restricted to internet cafe´s. This will be the case for two weeks atleast, seeing as I am vamoosing to the beach on Sunday. Not sure where. I am kind of "along for the ride".

As my good friend Tenu would say, "Its all happening at the Gabba!".

Last week I did my groin at rugby practice. I was slightly over excited and didn´t warm up so five minutes in I felt a twang and then I couldn´t run anymore. I still stayed for the rest of practice though and put in some telling hits! Even as a cripple my impact was colossal. Well I´m now out for a week or two and that is ok cus the university is closed anyway and I´m gone for a week after that. The coach cancelled our rugby tour this weekend cus we´re too horrible. He has a point and I must confess to frequently doubting whether some of my team mates passed elementary school. Not the sharpest tools in the shed....and that is tough to coach!

I finished my second level of Spanish last week and that went pretty well too. The progress is good. I am now starting to speak a lot more and with a couple more weeks of practice it should be getting comfortable. I´m able to confidently spend a night out with my Swiss-French classmate (who is picking it up a lot easier cus of the similarities with French), for instance, who can´t speak a word of English. It just feels like I need more fluency, but the speaking itself is not really a problem anymore. It´s cool to notice how you have been talking for twenty minutes, while someone else is listening to you speaking in another language!

I am today picking through the wreckage that remains from a weekend of note, but the pain felt good too!

My Salsa (and the "version" of Meringue that I attempted with that scary Mexican hussy) is coming along nicely. Ya really don´t have a choice here to be honest.

I went to a swanky part of town on Friday night where massiveness was delivered by yours truly to the point where I required a "little nap" in the taxi on the way home. I swear its only because they make you buy a bottle of rum at a time! Being African means that I just cannot bear the waste of leaving any behind!

Saturday I was fighting through the waves of nauseau when another group of mates picked me up for a concert by two of the best known Salsa bands in Colombia, happening at the stunning botanical gardens. I gagged with my first sip of aguardiente, but it wasn´t long before I was back on the horse and marvelling at my own hip-gyrating super smoothness. That stuff literally makes you hot! This dance thing is so damn good and one just gets swept along with it. Wish I had taken photos but predictably and much to the disgust of mates, I forgot my camera again. I am always doing that. Lord knows what other photos I was in though cus I often did not even know who the people were who I was posing with or taking the photos?! Must work harder on keeping a lower profile! A good time was had by all and my second consecutive 4am stint was resoundingly positive...I think.

Another little bit of news is that I am to start giving some English lessons to 3 Geoligist mates over here who are trying to prepare for that ghastly english exam one has to take before starting grad school in the states.

That is going to be it for now I´m afraid. I must run home. Be safe over the Easter and I´ll be recounting more of my recent life in the next while.

One more thing: I HATE the Super 14! My beloved Bulls....the waste of it all...