A Weekend in a Tent

On Friday the 24^th of February, Lotte’s host family had invited me to go camping with them for the weekend. It was a normal day at school except for the fact that there were three human individuals of the opposite sex joining us at school... The exchange guys from Holland and Yiyo (from Chilli). When I stepped out of the car in the morning, not only my jaw almost dropped my school bag, camping bag and sleeping bag  too because I was just absolutely amazed by the fact that all the girls were staring at the guys and standing around them like they were these Greek gods. Throughout the day, girls asked me if I knew them and asked me to take them to my classes because they wanted to meet them. They were having the time of their lives. Unfortunately for them, Fridays end at 10 past 2 and they had to leave early. After school, Lotte and I were picked up to drive to Slangenhoek, the camping place where we would be spending our weekend. We drove for about 2 hours and when we arrived, Loren’s dad had already set up our tents and was preparing dinner. We walked around the camping place and planned what we would be doing the next day. After dinner we played some card games but we were soon interrupted by this enormous moth flying around our heads, attracted by the light of the lamp. I’ve never seen a moth that big, I am not exaggerating; it had a diameter of 7 centimetres. We quickly took the lamp and went into the tent to continue our game. We closed the top and side of the tent but forgot to zip the bottom so after about 5 minutes, we heard the moth trying to sneak through the tiny ... we had left open. I’ve never heard Lotte scream that much in her life. We opened the tent and chased it away. When we thought it was out we quickly closed it again. We were making jokes about the moth now and Lotte said it would be so funny if she was sitting on it, and you can call it karma, because at that moment, she felt something hard underneath her. She stood up and pulled up her sleeping bag. The moth flew from underneath and I can tell you, the entire camping lot could have probably heard us screaming. We stopped our game, took the lamp out of the tent and went to bed, but Lotte got such a fright, she wanted me to kill every single bug in the tent.

The next day it was really hot. We didn’t really feel like doing something very active so we just spent the day at the swimming pool, tanning or lying in the shade playing games. Loren’s dad prepared fish for lunch which was really nice but it attracted the flies. You couldn’t eat without having at least 5 flies on your arms and legs and 3 flies around your food so we switched turns waving our arms and scaring them away.  There were two boys from the neighbourhood who brought a guitar and we asked them if we could borrow it. Loren is very good at playing the guitar and she can sing extremely well so she gave us a private concert. We played some more card games with the boys and sat around the fire for supper. At night, we sat on the trampoline and watched the stars in our sleeping bags. We talked for hours and only went to bed around 1 ‘o clock. The next morning we had to leave at 10 ‘o clock so we got up early and had took a shower. We left straight after our freshly baked pancake breakfast. They dropped me off at home at around 12 ‘o clock and half an hour later, my host family took me to Stellenbosh where we would be having dinner with Nicole. We ate at this vineyard called Tokara. Later that day, my neighbour across the road decided to visit me again before I left to go on the Cederberg camp. Overall it was a really nice weekend.