I'll admit that the title of this post may be slightly misleading. There was nothing particularly triumphant about us arriving in Grahamstown, hot, sweaty and bored from the 9 hour car trip. On the bright side, the car had an aircon. Had I taken a bus instead, I would have been trapped in an airless box scented with body odour for well over nine hours, so I suppose I got the better deal. I miss the days of flying though :( Ever since Kalula increased their flight rates, my parents have been unable to afford plane tickets and my sister and I had to make the long and arduous car journey home at the end of the term. It's not fun.
What made this particular journey worse was one of the other young men in the car with us. Now I know that male students are stereotyped as rather irresponsible and idiotic, but I had always thought this to be a slight overexaggeration. However, this particular passenger proved me wrong. Apparently he had spent the night before having a wild mare with his friends, during which he finished a bottle of Captain Morgan rum. An entire damn BOTTLE. The night before he was due to go on a nine hour car trip. Who in their right mind does that?? Did it not once occur to him that the alcohol might, you know, lead to a hangover from HELL? For the record, we had to stop three times in the first hour so that he could throw up on the side of the road. Fun.
But at least I'm back where I belong, safe and sound :) As soon as I got back into res, I took a lovely refreshing shower and spent an hour or so running around res saying hi to friends. Then, rather than suffering through a default meal in the dining hall, I had supper with a friend in digs (I didn't know he could cook; it was an eye-opening experience :P ). Overall, it feels awesome to be back, even though exams start in two months' time. That's future Tayla's problem. For now, I can only wonder what interesting events lie in the term ahead...
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