Returned to Old Biscuit Mill (a Saturday tradition). Then ventured to a great neighborhood to go shopping, called the Gardens. Continued onto the Soweto Gospel Choir at the Kirtsenbauch gardens. They wore the most beautiful, colorful clothing. Started off traditionally somber and composed, then they added some swaying, and then added on a drum and tons of African dancing. They sang in all different South African languages. Built up the performance the entire time. I hard-core danced up front, right at the stage. Was sung to a couple of times. When I returned to my friends they said it looked like I treated it like a work out. I did. The nicest woman sitting behind us fed us Indian food and then a brownie to “soak up the wine.” She got us craving, so we had dinner at the perfect Indian restaurant. Anna’s cousin, Sarah, said it was the best Indian food she’s ever had. Ended up at a club called 91. Good, long, self-indulgent day.
Highlight: seeing our friend, Micley (a very tall, Jewish American that definitely does not blend into the crowd) know every single word of the Soweto Gospel Choir’s songs. Props.
Returned to Old Biscuit Mill (a Saturday tradition). Then ventured to a great neighborhood to go shopping, called the Gardens. Continued onto the Soweto Gospel Choir at the Kirtsenbauch gardens. They wore the most beautiful, colorful clothing. Started off traditionally somber and composed, then they added some swaying, and then added on a drum and tons of African dancing. They sang in all different South African languages. Built up the performance the entire time. I hard-core danced up front, right at the stage. Was sung to a couple of times. When I returned to my friends they said it looked like I treated it like a work out. I did. The nicest woman sitting behind us fed us Indian food and then a brownie to “soak up the wine.” She got us craving, so we had dinner at the perfect Indian restaurant. Anna’s cousin, Sarah, said it was the best Indian food she’s ever had. Ended up at a club called 91. Good, long, self-indulgent day.
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