Don Pedro's

Zora hung out in Don Pedro's today, in Woodstock just outside of Cape Town. This is a restaurant bar, with a little raised stage in the corner, where apparently many anti-apartheid meetings took place. The mist on Table mountain has not dispersed so it's a cloudy day in Cape Town, good for eating red lentils and pita bread and reading the books for tomorrow's class with the students: WRETCHED OF THE EARTH by Fanon and GLOBALIZING AIDS by Cynthia Patton.

Z's brain is growing crazy and she wants constant play. Right now she's grabbing a plastic folded map, trying to shove it in her mouth, with little success. She ate her first "food" last night -- a little bit of prune apple juice. Perhaps this is why she was UP ALL NIGHT. The juice helped with her "issue" so today she seems more herself, squealing, sleeping, eating. Her new favorite toy is her monkey with little rings that click together when she shakes it. He's getting a workout today as she shake-shake-shakes him around!