Weekend trip to the Karoo, a desert area to the northeast of us. Highlights:
Going up into the mountains to watch the sunset
Going to a “tequila” factory: they can’t call it tequila because that’s patented in Mexico, so it’s called agave, but it’s the same thing. It’s made from this plant.
After our tour, we did shots – some people went a little too far (um, eight shots), but most of us just had one of each kind. Which means three.
Went to see Bushman or San paintings somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. It was pretty neat. These people have a bunch of fossils and stuff at their house as well.
The Owl house. So, sometime in the 1800s or so this woman’s husband dies and she has to move from Cape Town back to this little town and take care of her parents. She’s not thrilled about this. Her parents die and she starts changing her house, using colored glass to make light do interesting things inside. Slowly this becomes an obsession with expressing herself. She gets married again but divorces right away, she has workers come and help with her projects occasionally, but basically she is just this woman who doesn’t belong in the African interior in a small town and goes crazy and lives in her own little world to escape. That’s my theory. She committed suicide by drinking caustic soda when her arthritis and such was so bad that she couldn’t do her projects any more. This is probably the creepiest place I have been in my whole life. Anyway if you think it’s interesting you can always google “owl house south Africa” and you will probably get to some information.
Dinner at a nice restaurant with the roommates. Awww
Went to see Bushman or San paintings somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. It was pretty neat. These people have a bunch of fossils and stuff at their house as well.
The Owl house. So, sometime in the 1800s or so this woman’s husband dies and she has to move from Cape Town back to this little town and take care of her parents. She’s not thrilled about this. Her parents die and she starts changing her house, using colored glass to make light do interesting things inside. Slowly this becomes an obsession with expressing herself. She gets married again but divorces right away, she has workers come and help with her projects occasionally, but basically she is just this woman who doesn’t belong in the African interior in a small town and goes crazy and lives in her own little world to escape. That’s my theory. She committed suicide by drinking caustic soda when her arthritis and such was so bad that she couldn’t do her projects any more. This is probably the creepiest place I have been in my whole life. Anyway if you think it’s interesting you can always google “owl house south Africa” and you will probably get to some information.
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