The plans for the day were to spend it at the beach, unfortunately woke up to rain. I went a did a short workout at the pool, then walked down to the internet cafe. As I got to the cafe Marius called me and persuaded me to join him and some friends at the coast for the weekend (I'd agreed before, but basically forgotten about it). I rushed back to the hostel through some things in a bag.
Drove to Arniston (a quaint little fishing village about 200km East of Cape Town) with Marius and Linda, and Linda's friend Beth. Met Byron and his wife Ingrid and Rein (all of who I'd previously met at a Braai). It was Rein's 30th birthday so we started in on the DNA (alcoholic spring water) immediately.
The big surprise of the evening was a call from my friend Amy (PCV in Morocco), who I haven't talked to (other than email) since leaving Morocco.
Dinner was a huge braai (of course), with lots of wine, followed by a bottle of grapefruit schnapps and the final straw - a bottle of JD. Things got a little out of hand, but everyone had a good time.