Day 25 – Nothingness

A largely uneventful day, I slept in (a highlight indeed) for the first Saturday not returning to Cape Town since the first Saturday we arrived here. As previous volunteers pointed out – a weekend spent in Mamre is indeed a dull weekend.

Most of the group got up bright and early to partake in the ‘fun run’ – a 5-15km run around the village. My roommate joined them to give out water. I’ve never been a confident runner, and a 7am start just didn’t cut it for me. Plus, I was miserable about having to stay here to honour my 5pm curfew. So instead I dreamt vividly. As I mentioned on Day 16, the volunteers have mentioned having more elaborate dreams whilst they’ve been here. I do wonder why…

We wondered around, hanging out on the street. As one volunteer described, “We’re like chavs here”. It certainly seems so, although the stigma doesn’t really apply. I have so little to share about today, which makes me feel useless writing this blog. One of the few days I didn’t take a single photograph either. I spent the evening catching up on work, applying for work placements for next year.

Wish me luck, I’m trying to stop any lethargy from creeping up and stopping me from my endeavours of efficiency.