3/31/07
07° 57.65N
092°19.45E
Dear diary,
India is completely overwhelming. No words can fully describe what I experienced these last several days. The poverty, underdevelopment, inequality, beauty and diversity of India simply cannot be understood by reading textbooks. It absolutely blew me away. Over the course of the semester, we have talked in much length about the development of the third world. Education, public health, sanitation, empowerment of women, social programs, reduction of corruption, excreta, excreta…simple right? Wrong! After 5 minutes in Chennai, I realized that I wouldn’t even know where to begin. According to our interport lecturer, there is a restaurant in Mumbai where one can buy a bottle of Don Perion for more than the average annual income in the city. Yikes!
The first day in Chennai, India, I grabbed a rickshaw for a ride to the markets with my buddies Craig and Tyler. Rickshaws are small, three wheeled taxi cabs with what must be a lawn mower engine. In the city of Chennai, rickshaws drive like hell with no regard for stop signs, pedestrians, bicyclists or other vehicles. After our driver ripped us off by taking us to the wrong place and overcharging us, we caught another rickshaw to the markets and spent the afternoon chatting with the local merchants. I couldn’t believe how much of an influence Western culture had on the area. Nike, Visa, Lacoste, Levi’s, Polo, Pizza Hut, McDonald’s and many other brands were around every corner. Once we had had enough bargaining for one day, Craig, Tyler and I caught another rickshaw to Mother Teresa’s Orphanage. This experience was, without a doubt, one of the most intense of my life. For some reason, I was under the impression that orphanages simply held children with no parents. Boy was I wrong. This particular orphanage held so much more. This orphanage held shattered hopes, dreams and futures. Although we weren’t allowed to give anything to the children, I certainly didn’t leave with all my belongings. The orphanage stole a piece of my heart, and in exchange, I stole a small piece of the children’s pain.
The next several days, I partook in a SAS trip to visit the Taj Mahal, New Delhi, and Varanasi. These trips really showed me the beauty and, for the first time, the middle class of India. Our first stop was Varanasi (the oldest living city in the world according to some sources) where we floated the Ganges River at sunrise. Every morning, Indians bath themselves in the holy waters of the Ganges to cleans and purify their souls. Clean, in the context, is only metaphorical as the Ganges is one of the dirtiest rivers in the world. The ceremonial bathing was a spectacle of music, dance, and colors as thousands of people crowded the streets before sunrise. Dead bodies were cremated in open fires before their ashes were thrown into the river. Never in my life have I seen so much before 8:00am. Dear diary, I don’t think Indians sleep.
Our next stop was the capitol of India, New Delhi, where we checked out embassies, the Parliament house, the Presidential residence, and other political structures. I was surprised to see how much cleaner and nicer New Delhi is than Chennai. Nicely paved streets, green grass, luxury cars, fancy hotels, and public parks were scattered throughout New Delhi…none of these could be found in Chennai. New Delhi, along with Bangalore and Mumbai (although I didn’t see them myself), seemed to be the modern face of India. That is, the India people hear about as being the world’s largest democracy and the next world superpower.
Our final stop was Agra where we visited several forts and, finally, the renowned Taj Mahal at dusk. Although the forts were beautiful, the Taj Mahal was truly breathtaking. From the minute that I walked through the gate until I left three hours later, I was in awe at the white marble spectacle that sat before me. Green grass, clear water fountains, and immaculate white marble came together in what is the seventh wonder of the world. Words and pictures will never do the Taj justice. You’ll just have to see it for yourself one day.
After 3 days of intense traveling, we returned to the ship safe and free of Delhi Belly (most of us that is). Over the course of my brief journey to northern India, I had taken four flights, two trains, countless bus rides, and had awoken before 5:00am every single day. I must have accumulated a total of 10 hours of sleep the entire time. That evening, the ship felt like home as it never had before. I could honestly go on writing for days about what I saw and experienced in India, but I will save you the reading (ok but really, I have to get this done before we arrive in Penang, Malaysia in two days). For now, I’m off to catch up on some sleep and reading. On April 2nd, we arrive in Malaysia where I will be traveling to Kuala Lumpur for several days. I will post another entry sometime during our three-day journey between Malaysia and Vietnam. Over the course of the next five weeks, we only have 11 days on the ship. Hang on, because things are about to get crazy.
Finish the food that is on your plate because there really are starving children in India.
Namaste,
Mike
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Saturday, March 24, 2007
3/23/07
07° 42.60N
082° 9.93E
Almost to India! We are currently traveling around the island of Sri Lanka on our way to Chennai, India. Everyone is super excited and ready for a true cultural experience. I’ve heard from past voyagers that India is the most shocking port-of-call that we will visit. They say, “it will literally change they way you see the world and how you interact with it.” Bring it on.
Anyway, the last several days on the ship have been a doozy. We started our leg Between Mauritius and India with the Sea Olympics. Students competed against one another in basketball, dodge ball, tug-of-war, rely races, lip sync, synchronized swimming and many, many others. I did the tug-of-war with 9 other teammates from the Bering Sea. Let’s just say we got smoked. Tug-of-war takes on a whole new meaning when you are on a ship that is rocking back and forth. Long story short, my team as a whole didn’t do so well in the Olympics. It looks like we will be disembarking last in San Diego. On another note, I had a great conversation with the captain the other day about pirates. According to captain Jeremy, we have two defense mechanisms to use against pirates. First, we have speed. We are on one of the fasted cruise ships in the world…we will outrun any pirates. As we travel through the straights in Southeast Asia, Captain Jeremy says we will be going full speed during the night in order to avoid an encounter. We have yet to travel full speed. Second, we have fire hoses. In the event that pirates do catch us and are able to reach the side, we will blast them away with fire hoses. Um, let’s just hope there are no pirates. Other than that, my week has been primarily occupied with midterms. Studying is hard to do on this ship, but everyone seems to manage. Oh yeah, one more thing. We have some Indian inter-port lecturers on the ship for this leg to supplement our curriculum and class discussions. They are great. Both of them graduated from the very reputable Indian Institute of Technology system in some sort of science/engineering field. They have provided some very applicable and thoughtful insight as we prepare for our travels through the world’s largest democracy.
Another interesting fact…last night we set out clocks forward 1/2 hour. India is one of the only, if not the only, country in the world with a time zone only 1/2 hour ahead or behind the rest of the world. Weird.
Ok well, I’m off to take a midterm. I’ll be back in a week to fill you in on my new perspective of the world. Over the course of my visit to India, I’ll be checking out Chennai, Delhi, Agra (Taj Mahal) and Varanasi. So excited!
Peace out,
Mike
07° 42.60N
082° 9.93E
Almost to India! We are currently traveling around the island of Sri Lanka on our way to Chennai, India. Everyone is super excited and ready for a true cultural experience. I’ve heard from past voyagers that India is the most shocking port-of-call that we will visit. They say, “it will literally change they way you see the world and how you interact with it.” Bring it on.
Anyway, the last several days on the ship have been a doozy. We started our leg Between Mauritius and India with the Sea Olympics. Students competed against one another in basketball, dodge ball, tug-of-war, rely races, lip sync, synchronized swimming and many, many others. I did the tug-of-war with 9 other teammates from the Bering Sea. Let’s just say we got smoked. Tug-of-war takes on a whole new meaning when you are on a ship that is rocking back and forth. Long story short, my team as a whole didn’t do so well in the Olympics. It looks like we will be disembarking last in San Diego. On another note, I had a great conversation with the captain the other day about pirates. According to captain Jeremy, we have two defense mechanisms to use against pirates. First, we have speed. We are on one of the fasted cruise ships in the world…we will outrun any pirates. As we travel through the straights in Southeast Asia, Captain Jeremy says we will be going full speed during the night in order to avoid an encounter. We have yet to travel full speed. Second, we have fire hoses. In the event that pirates do catch us and are able to reach the side, we will blast them away with fire hoses. Um, let’s just hope there are no pirates. Other than that, my week has been primarily occupied with midterms. Studying is hard to do on this ship, but everyone seems to manage. Oh yeah, one more thing. We have some Indian inter-port lecturers on the ship for this leg to supplement our curriculum and class discussions. They are great. Both of them graduated from the very reputable Indian Institute of Technology system in some sort of science/engineering field. They have provided some very applicable and thoughtful insight as we prepare for our travels through the world’s largest democracy.
Another interesting fact…last night we set out clocks forward 1/2 hour. India is one of the only, if not the only, country in the world with a time zone only 1/2 hour ahead or behind the rest of the world. Weird.
Ok well, I’m off to take a midterm. I’ll be back in a week to fill you in on my new perspective of the world. Over the course of my visit to India, I’ll be checking out Chennai, Delhi, Agra (Taj Mahal) and Varanasi. So excited!
Peace out,
Mike
Monday, March 19, 2007
3/19/07
12° 42.48S
066° 27.62E
Surprise, surprise, Mauritius was another incredible port of call. Although our stay was brief (only 3 days/2 nights), we certainly made the most of the experience. Mauritius is a small African island off the coast of Madagascar with brilliant coral reefs, white sand beaches and clear blue water. The island was originally settled by the French, but now has substantial Indian and African influence. However, it is also obvious that the British left their mark as people drive on the left side of the road on the island. Apparently some SAS students struggled with this on their vespas. Haha, I would have killed myself.
The first day, I joined a small group and headed 50km south to Tamarin Bay to go surfing. A cyclone had just passed through the area leaving a great, but not typical, break on the west side of the island. Being an Idaho boy, I spent my fare share of time buried face down in the white wash gasping for air as my ship of a surfboard dragged me by the leash. However, I did manage to snag some gnarly (have to chose the correct terminology here) rides as well. Great surf, warm waters and a sunset made for an absolute picturesque setting. If only my camera could have taken the beating that I did that day. That evening 150 SAS students and I checked into some villas on Flic and Flac beach.
On day two, I met up with some friends and set out for the east coast of Mauritius for a day of sailing. After a 45 minute drive through beautiful sugar cane fields and steep, wooded mountains, we arrived at our catamaran that would be our home for the day. A day of swimming, snorkeling the reef, BBQing on the boat, sightseeing waterfalls, relaxing and visiting the white sand beaches (think Corona commercial) awaited us. We visited a small island called Il de Cerfs, which was on nearly every Mauritian postcard. The island had a beach about the size of a football field submerged 6”-12” under crystal clear water. I could have spent a week on that beach alone. That night I headed back to the villas for an evening of dancing at the beach bar Shots.
The third day (St. Patrick’s Day), I spent the day at the beach before heading to a friend’s birthday BBQ high above Tamarin Bay. As the trip came to a close, we celebrated our final “westernized” port of call until we arrive in Honolulu, Hawaii. From here on out it is going to be uncomfortable culture shocks that will certainly change the way I view the world. I hope I’m ready!
I would consider Mauritius to be the “spring break” stop for SAS. We were very much on a vacation. Yea, there was an interesting culture on the island, but it’s like visiting Cabo, Mexico for the culture. Not many people do it. I am very happy we stopped for a break, but I am also excited to continue our journey into Asia. I have six days of classes ahead of me before we arrive in Chennai, India. I’ll keep you posted.
Thanks,
Mike
12° 42.48S
066° 27.62E
Surprise, surprise, Mauritius was another incredible port of call. Although our stay was brief (only 3 days/2 nights), we certainly made the most of the experience. Mauritius is a small African island off the coast of Madagascar with brilliant coral reefs, white sand beaches and clear blue water. The island was originally settled by the French, but now has substantial Indian and African influence. However, it is also obvious that the British left their mark as people drive on the left side of the road on the island. Apparently some SAS students struggled with this on their vespas. Haha, I would have killed myself.
The first day, I joined a small group and headed 50km south to Tamarin Bay to go surfing. A cyclone had just passed through the area leaving a great, but not typical, break on the west side of the island. Being an Idaho boy, I spent my fare share of time buried face down in the white wash gasping for air as my ship of a surfboard dragged me by the leash. However, I did manage to snag some gnarly (have to chose the correct terminology here) rides as well. Great surf, warm waters and a sunset made for an absolute picturesque setting. If only my camera could have taken the beating that I did that day. That evening 150 SAS students and I checked into some villas on Flic and Flac beach.
On day two, I met up with some friends and set out for the east coast of Mauritius for a day of sailing. After a 45 minute drive through beautiful sugar cane fields and steep, wooded mountains, we arrived at our catamaran that would be our home for the day. A day of swimming, snorkeling the reef, BBQing on the boat, sightseeing waterfalls, relaxing and visiting the white sand beaches (think Corona commercial) awaited us. We visited a small island called Il de Cerfs, which was on nearly every Mauritian postcard. The island had a beach about the size of a football field submerged 6”-12” under crystal clear water. I could have spent a week on that beach alone. That night I headed back to the villas for an evening of dancing at the beach bar Shots.
The third day (St. Patrick’s Day), I spent the day at the beach before heading to a friend’s birthday BBQ high above Tamarin Bay. As the trip came to a close, we celebrated our final “westernized” port of call until we arrive in Honolulu, Hawaii. From here on out it is going to be uncomfortable culture shocks that will certainly change the way I view the world. I hope I’m ready!
I would consider Mauritius to be the “spring break” stop for SAS. We were very much on a vacation. Yea, there was an interesting culture on the island, but it’s like visiting Cabo, Mexico for the culture. Not many people do it. I am very happy we stopped for a break, but I am also excited to continue our journey into Asia. I have six days of classes ahead of me before we arrive in Chennai, India. I’ll keep you posted.
Thanks,
Mike
Saturday, March 10, 2007
3/10/2007
34° 13.81S
025° 0.64E
Well hello! I am now back on the ship after an incredible stay in Cape Town, South Africa. I can’t even express in words how amazing my experience was in this prospering town on the southern most tip of Africa. I love this place!
The first day a group of friends and I hiked Table Mountain, which is a flat-topped mountain that often gets a cloud layer resembling a tablecloth. After and hour and a half of grueling hiking, we reached a beautiful overlook with sights of Cape Town and the surrounding area. The top of the mountain had a very European looking restaurant, bar and tram. If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought that I was in the Swiss Alps. I guess the 85° March weather gave it away. After taking a scenic ride down the tram, we grabbed a late lunch in the marina for beer and burgers. Way to be cultural, eh? Well, that night I made up for it by eating crocodile at Mama Africa’s on Long Street. A live band, amazing food, great company, and fabulous South African wine made for a very entertaining evening.
The second day it rained for what must have been the first time all summer in South Africa. The locals were shocked! My roommate and I took cover in a local coffee shop to people watch and take in the culture. After a day of checking out everything Cape Town has to offer, we headed out to Moyo for dinner. Moyo is a restaurant serving an enormous variety of local foods in a buffet style atmosphere. Sitting around a candle lit dinner with about 35 SAS students, I proceeded to eat myself into a food coma. Our faces were painted, a live band played, traditional dancers circled the tables and fires burned under the full moon. Three trips through the buffet line, one trip through the dessert line, and five bottles of wine later our table of 8 received a bill of 2649 Rand. Amazingly, that’s only about $28 U.S. per person. If you ever make it to Cape Town, be sure to swing by Moyo. You won’t be disappointed.
The third day, I joined a group of SAS students and headed up to the winelands for a day of mountain biking and wine tasting. First, we drove up to Stellenbosch for an awesome mountain bike ride in the lush mountains. I could have sworn that I was in New Zealand. We then headed to Lanzerac, a vineyard on the outskirts of Stellenbosch, for a picnic lunch and wine tasting. Lanzerac was the first winery to produce a Pinotage, which is basically a cross between red and white wines. Next we drove to Frankschhoek, or the French Corner, to visit the Mont Rochelle winery and check out the traditional town. After an afternoon of cycling and wine tasting, I had come to the conclusion that I will someday retire on a South African vineyard.
The fourth day was an entirely different South African experience. At 9:00am, I boarded a bus and headed out to a township for a day of service with Operation Hunger. First, we toured a community with no electricity, no running water and only two makeshift schools designed for students as old as seven. Words can’t even describe what I saw. This particular community was opposed to the current government regime, and therefore, was entirely neglected when it came to funding. At one point we were walking down a dirt street in the village when a tour helicopter flew overhead. Talk about a juxtaposition of serious wealth inequality. After speaking with the town leader, we headed to a Rastafarian community to do our real service project. Operation Hunger had asked us to weight all of the children in the community in order to gain a better understanding of the health situation in the area. Many of the children were severely underweight, suggesting malnourishment is very likely. All off the SAS students felt so bad that we gave our box lunches away on the spot. I have never felt so unjustly privileged as I did that afternoon on the bus ride to the ship.
The last three days of my visit I headed up to Kruger National Park for a safari. SAS put us up in a four star hotel (SAS always travels with class and a big price tag) on the edge of the Crocodile River. The next several days we went on game drives, ate amazing food, learned about the South African wildlife and explored some beautiful African savanna. During the game drives, I saw lions, giraffes, elephants, zebras, rhinos, hippos, wild dogs, wildebeests, antelopes, crocodiles and many, many others. One evening we had a Boma dinner, which is basically an African luau. African dancers performed around a fire while we enjoyed native cuisine under the stars. Couldn’t ask for much more.
Sorry about the lengthy entry. I seriously could have written 30 pages and still not conveyed what I experienced in South Africa. What an amazing place! We are at sea for the next four days before we arrive in Port Louis, Mauritius. Check back in a week or so for more.
Keep it real.
-Mike
34° 13.81S
025° 0.64E
Well hello! I am now back on the ship after an incredible stay in Cape Town, South Africa. I can’t even express in words how amazing my experience was in this prospering town on the southern most tip of Africa. I love this place!
The first day a group of friends and I hiked Table Mountain, which is a flat-topped mountain that often gets a cloud layer resembling a tablecloth. After and hour and a half of grueling hiking, we reached a beautiful overlook with sights of Cape Town and the surrounding area. The top of the mountain had a very European looking restaurant, bar and tram. If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought that I was in the Swiss Alps. I guess the 85° March weather gave it away. After taking a scenic ride down the tram, we grabbed a late lunch in the marina for beer and burgers. Way to be cultural, eh? Well, that night I made up for it by eating crocodile at Mama Africa’s on Long Street. A live band, amazing food, great company, and fabulous South African wine made for a very entertaining evening.
The second day it rained for what must have been the first time all summer in South Africa. The locals were shocked! My roommate and I took cover in a local coffee shop to people watch and take in the culture. After a day of checking out everything Cape Town has to offer, we headed out to Moyo for dinner. Moyo is a restaurant serving an enormous variety of local foods in a buffet style atmosphere. Sitting around a candle lit dinner with about 35 SAS students, I proceeded to eat myself into a food coma. Our faces were painted, a live band played, traditional dancers circled the tables and fires burned under the full moon. Three trips through the buffet line, one trip through the dessert line, and five bottles of wine later our table of 8 received a bill of 2649 Rand. Amazingly, that’s only about $28 U.S. per person. If you ever make it to Cape Town, be sure to swing by Moyo. You won’t be disappointed.
The third day, I joined a group of SAS students and headed up to the winelands for a day of mountain biking and wine tasting. First, we drove up to Stellenbosch for an awesome mountain bike ride in the lush mountains. I could have sworn that I was in New Zealand. We then headed to Lanzerac, a vineyard on the outskirts of Stellenbosch, for a picnic lunch and wine tasting. Lanzerac was the first winery to produce a Pinotage, which is basically a cross between red and white wines. Next we drove to Frankschhoek, or the French Corner, to visit the Mont Rochelle winery and check out the traditional town. After an afternoon of cycling and wine tasting, I had come to the conclusion that I will someday retire on a South African vineyard.
The fourth day was an entirely different South African experience. At 9:00am, I boarded a bus and headed out to a township for a day of service with Operation Hunger. First, we toured a community with no electricity, no running water and only two makeshift schools designed for students as old as seven. Words can’t even describe what I saw. This particular community was opposed to the current government regime, and therefore, was entirely neglected when it came to funding. At one point we were walking down a dirt street in the village when a tour helicopter flew overhead. Talk about a juxtaposition of serious wealth inequality. After speaking with the town leader, we headed to a Rastafarian community to do our real service project. Operation Hunger had asked us to weight all of the children in the community in order to gain a better understanding of the health situation in the area. Many of the children were severely underweight, suggesting malnourishment is very likely. All off the SAS students felt so bad that we gave our box lunches away on the spot. I have never felt so unjustly privileged as I did that afternoon on the bus ride to the ship.
The last three days of my visit I headed up to Kruger National Park for a safari. SAS put us up in a four star hotel (SAS always travels with class and a big price tag) on the edge of the Crocodile River. The next several days we went on game drives, ate amazing food, learned about the South African wildlife and explored some beautiful African savanna. During the game drives, I saw lions, giraffes, elephants, zebras, rhinos, hippos, wild dogs, wildebeests, antelopes, crocodiles and many, many others. One evening we had a Boma dinner, which is basically an African luau. African dancers performed around a fire while we enjoyed native cuisine under the stars. Couldn’t ask for much more.
Sorry about the lengthy entry. I seriously could have written 30 pages and still not conveyed what I experienced in South Africa. What an amazing place! We are at sea for the next four days before we arrive in Port Louis, Mauritius. Check back in a week or so for more.
Keep it real.
-Mike
Thursday, March 1, 2007
3/1/2007
33° 17.98S
004° 43.41E
I can’t believe it’s March! This winter has gone by so fast. Well, we are now within several hundred miles of Cape Town, South Africa and what an adventure it has been crossing the Atlantic. Three days ago we crossed over the mid-Atlantic Ridge, which is the tallest mountain range in the world. The water depth as we crossed the ridge was 6,000 meters and change. Even at one of its shallowest points, this ocean sure is deep.
Finding things to do on a ship for eight days can be difficult, but I think we have all managed to keep ourselves sane. On February 24th, we were entertained with Neptune Days, which is a celebration in honor of the sea Gods when we cross the equator (although we didn’t celebrate it as we crossed the equator). The crew came through the halls at 7:30am banging pots and pans to awake everyone. The festivities then took to the pool deck where the captain, painted green, poured fish guts on each student while inducting him/her into a life at sea. That afternoon about half of the student population shaved their heads. Because I shaved my head before departure, I was able to escape this initiation. Other than that, I have written about one paper per day, ate lunch with the captain, listened to Archbishop Desmond Tutu speak, and participated in my first ever kick boxing class.
I’m finding the education here to be borderline socialist. So far we have spent most of our time discussing globalization (90% of the time talking about why it is so bad), inequality, sustainability, and discrimination. The other day our global studies professor ended his lecture claiming that an article by Jeffrey Saches’ on development was “wrong, wrong, wrong.” If you don’t know anything about Saches, he’s like the Tiger Woods of developmental economics. Who would argue that Tiger Woods doesn’t know how to play golf? The comment may have come out “wrong”, but it really didn’t surprise me much considering Saches personifies capitalism. This ship seems to have a strong distaste for capitalism. Regardless, it’s a great learning experience to hear this perspective.
On Friday, March 2nd, we will be arriving in Cape Town, South Africa at 8:00am SAST (GMT +2). I have a full week of adventures planned, so check back next week for more goodies.
Thanks for you support!
Best,
Mike
33° 17.98S
004° 43.41E
I can’t believe it’s March! This winter has gone by so fast. Well, we are now within several hundred miles of Cape Town, South Africa and what an adventure it has been crossing the Atlantic. Three days ago we crossed over the mid-Atlantic Ridge, which is the tallest mountain range in the world. The water depth as we crossed the ridge was 6,000 meters and change. Even at one of its shallowest points, this ocean sure is deep.
Finding things to do on a ship for eight days can be difficult, but I think we have all managed to keep ourselves sane. On February 24th, we were entertained with Neptune Days, which is a celebration in honor of the sea Gods when we cross the equator (although we didn’t celebrate it as we crossed the equator). The crew came through the halls at 7:30am banging pots and pans to awake everyone. The festivities then took to the pool deck where the captain, painted green, poured fish guts on each student while inducting him/her into a life at sea. That afternoon about half of the student population shaved their heads. Because I shaved my head before departure, I was able to escape this initiation. Other than that, I have written about one paper per day, ate lunch with the captain, listened to Archbishop Desmond Tutu speak, and participated in my first ever kick boxing class.
I’m finding the education here to be borderline socialist. So far we have spent most of our time discussing globalization (90% of the time talking about why it is so bad), inequality, sustainability, and discrimination. The other day our global studies professor ended his lecture claiming that an article by Jeffrey Saches’ on development was “wrong, wrong, wrong.” If you don’t know anything about Saches, he’s like the Tiger Woods of developmental economics. Who would argue that Tiger Woods doesn’t know how to play golf? The comment may have come out “wrong”, but it really didn’t surprise me much considering Saches personifies capitalism. This ship seems to have a strong distaste for capitalism. Regardless, it’s a great learning experience to hear this perspective.
On Friday, March 2nd, we will be arriving in Cape Town, South Africa at 8:00am SAST (GMT +2). I have a full week of adventures planned, so check back next week for more goodies.
Thanks for you support!
Best,
Mike
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