homesick

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At the attempt to rise to the bait (and what better way to do it, on a boring Frday afternoon, where I’d rather be drinking in a pub). I remembered I had an Ikey fleece in my car. Since I'm at the office, and I don't carry my degree on me, this will have to do for now.

Of course, I could’ve stolen it from the UCT shop, or perhaps borrowed it from C, or maybe even faked the picture (gasp! No? She wouldn’t do that, would she?) But I thought, in the interim of pasting my degree up here on Monday morning, from the ever-rivalled University of Cape Town, I’d just put this up here for the moment instead.

All this talk of PE is making me quite homesick. Drunken evenings at Crowded House, where for fifty bucks you can drink all night, late night pie runs on Commercial Road, the memories of the swirling mists at my boarding school on the hill overlooking Pietermaritzburg…wait a minute…pardon me, I meant Port Elizabeth.

As for my fascinating career in tourism, born from the academic transgression of PE Technikon.
God I love being a tourguide. It’s fantastic. You get to explain the historical relevance of places like the Radium Beer Hall to the Jolly Roger, and sometimes the dude at the wheel of the tourbus even lets me drive! How exciting is that! I get to wear a name badge as well. And that’s just my day job!
'Cos at night, for extra shits and giggles, I find myself as deputy editor for a food and beverage magazine.

That said, PE isn’t far from Rhodes is it? It’s all Eastern Cape to me anyway, but you Rhodes boys are very welcome to come and visit me in my house in Forrest Hill, with my white picket fence and 2,5 dogs. I’ll give you a tour of the city. Because that’s what I do best. Tourism rocks.
(You know, on that note, there’s a res at UCT called Forrest Hill. No. Way.)

Happy, happy weekends everyone!