I. Need. Sleep.

It has been a very, VERY hectic two weeks!
As not to bore you, I'll just give you the highlighs:

Week 1, Off to the Cederberg for a week of camping and hiking!
We attempted to rock-jump, but I, according to no-one's surprise, was not able to jump off the highest ledge into the lake.
That night I realised I had forgotten my sleeping and a proper pillow, so I had the worst nights sleep IN MY LIFE!
Played hide and seek with little school kids we were visiting. Guess what? I was always it, and I always lost. Who thought six year olds could come up with so many schemes...
Saw a few thousand year old Bushmen paintings. Their art skills were way more developed than mine will ever be!
Encountered with a few wild leopards, and one even scratched my leg! Nah, just kidding. We spent the rest of the day examing droppings, the leopards were probably hiding from us.
Wine tasting. 'Cederberg wine, with altitude!' Is their motto.
Jumped off a cliff backwards. This time I am not joking. We had the oppurtunity to go absailing! Fortunately enough, we were attached to the moutain with a rope around our waist, so there were no accidents. Yes mom, it was COMPLETELY safe.
Probably one of the most interesting parts of our trips was the Solo Night. We were dropped off one by one in random spots in the mountains where we had to, yes, sleep alone. So after I had set up my sleepingbag (borrowed, since I didn't have my own), had taken an adventurous  walk between the bushes, I was ready for dinner. Surprise, surprise, I had forgotten my gascooker. That meant surviving till the next morning on a snickers bar and some crisps.
Went on a ten hour hike through tiny cracks and gaps, over long open rock fields and over an arch.
Smores... nomnom... need I say more?

When we got back to Cape Town, I tried Wakaberry frozen yoghurt, warning, do not go for cheesecake.