LEAD Cape Town: How 'bout them.. biscuits?

Today I finally woke up in time for the Old Biscuit Mill! Anyone who knows me, knows that waking up early is NOT my strong suit. Megan, AnnaBeth, Madeline, Darby and myself missed out on Old Biscuit Mill last week due to a series of unfortunate circumstances including most of which we all slept till noon. After finally seeing it today I was so sad that I couldn't drag my bloodshot eyes out of bed sooner last week! I started the morning off with a Belgian Waffle. It may or may not have been the single greatest breakfast food on this planet... whipped cream and chocolate sauce on top, loaded. Calories in South Africa are called "Energy" so I shouldn't feel half as bad about what I'm eating, right? After walking around with Madeline and Taylor we found a few others and decided to look around.

Even though it had been misting that morning, and wasn't pleasant weather outside the Mill was still packed with people from all over! Including a boy I met from Hampden Sydney, a small all-male liberal arts college in Southern Virginia that my Aunt happens to teach at - and he even knew her! The world can't get any smaller. Myself and a few other students also ran into our Adventure guide - Gavin at the Mill, proving even locals love it!

145 Rand later (don't worry Dad, that's only $20..) I had finished off an embarrassingly long list of food - Belgian Waffle sent from Heaven, strawberry smoothie that I actually SAW real live strawberries go into, a Greek Chicken Gyro with Tstazik sauce (I have no clue what this was, but I'm interested and definitely getting it again), Coffee not from a Jittery Joes, and the most delicious double chocolate chip cookies I've ever tried. Sorry Bolton, but I have a new love.

On another random tangent, the people and the families we've all seen at biscuit mill are incredibly good looking and put together. You think I'm joking, but even their children wear ties! I felt so underdressed after seeing this little baby sharply dressed from head to toe. He was too cute for words! I can't even dress myself that well, let alone myself as a child. I need to start asking 3 year olds for fashion advice, oh South Africa.

Tomorrow I'm going to St. George's church off Long Street and I'm excited to see the culture! St. George's is where Desmond Tutu served as Archbishop before receiving his Nobel Peace Prize, and where Nelson Mandela formally accepted the nod himself. Evidently its the "Vatican" of South Africa, more details to come next week! To keep up with my South African adventures you can follow me at observationsinjumanji.wordpress.com !

Brangelina's baby? No. Just someone at the Mill.