There are certain thing you must accept about Africa.

1. Registration is mildly archaic. Dark ages status. I woke up this morning to physically go to registration at 11am (what happened to bookbagging in my jammies?). 

First, you stand in a line to get your forms. 

You fill out those forms. 

You then "queue up" in another line to wait for someone to tell you that you're approved to take what's on the forms.

He signs your forms.

You walk across the building and wait in another line so that your forms can be inputted.

Your forms are inputted.

You walk downstairs and get in another line. At this point, you don't really ask what the line is for, you just wait.

You wait more.

You get your photo taken (ugh.) Yet another flawless administrative mugshot.

You get your student ID.

Then, you wait for your friends to be finished. Fail.

2. You get to go to clubs on the 33rd floor of skyscrapers and go VIP for $5. Last night was pretty much the greatest night ever. We went to Hemisphere, this swanky club on top of the ABSA (the big bank in SA) building downtown. There was a list, Veuve Clicquot VIP room, and 360 degree view of the city. I spent less than $20. I heart Africa.

Naturally, I forgot to take my camera and got no pictures. Don't worry - I'll snipe someone's pictures and put them up!