After stopping at a farm museum in Worchester, South Africa (upon the request of Howie, who is from Worchester, Mass, and Max, who goes to Clark University), we continued on our trip and landed in Oudstoorn, a town that's entire economy is based on ostriches. After a great dinner that included ostrich pate, ostrich steak, and ostrich carpaccio, we woke up in a hostel and made our own ostrich scrambled eggs (much fluffier than chicken eggs). Then we went to an ostrich farm where we had a tour of all of the farm, watched a man make an ostrich feather duster, stood on an ostrich egg, watched and bet on two jockeys riding ostriches, and then rode them ourselves. Don't know if I'll ever be ostriched-out.
After the ostriches we went to these cool caves, though we immediately regretted not doing the "adventure-tour." Followed by a waterfall with a nice walk in the forest. The day ended at a great hostel, with the most hospitable, warm owners. In the common area was a fire-pit, a pool table, a bar, free wifi, movies, and lots of seating space. Gustavo, a Brazilian on his first day who barely spoke any English, was a source of constant entertainment (including a clothed dance on a stripper's pole).
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