It was a long and hard struggle, but I am signed up for classes. I am –I hope- now taking journalism 2 History of SA media, which I pretty much managed to just force my way into. Wander around an academic department long enough looking lost and helpless and eventually someone will take pity on you. Also Political Science 3 which consists of one term course called Thinking Africa and the second term is International Relations. Along with those is our required course just for Washington College students, which gives me a full load, since the poli sci class is 3rd year which in SA counts as 8 credits. I had to drop the English courses, ironically the easiest ones to get because that was too heavy a course load.
But that was not the fun part of Friday.
Friday night was the last night of orientation week and there was a street party on one of the main streets in campus. It had started to rain by the time we got there and the huge crowd of people danced and shivered in front of a full concert size stage flashes lighting up dancers to the end of the street for moments. I could feel the street shake a little from the music and the dancers. It was too wet too stay for very long so we walked into town, trying to get into one of the local clubs, but as all of Rhode’s was out, the line was too long and we ended up at what has already become the usual, the Rat and Parrot.
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