Monday, November 23, 2009

Thank you notes.

  1. To Jana and Patrick Leddy.  For fetching me on arrival, giving me the best orientation I could have hoped for and being relentlessly worried about it me.  For the couch, the food, the tv, the computer.  For the love.
  2. To Thain.  For making me a key and being excited about my visit.  I'm sorry for any pain caused, I wish you the best and hope you get to visit Africa soon.  I know you miss your family.
  3. To Earl Dax.  For offering to take me on as an apprentice.
  4. To Patrick O Rourke who was my first host who didn't know me from a bar of soap.  For your deep generosity and offers for me to go back to Blue Deer.  Apologies again for the mix-up with the you know what.  I believe it's all sorted though.  Call me when you're in SA, my khaya is your khaya.
  5. To Randy (and Linda in her absence) for showing me Bal-di-mor.  For teaching me that a bathroom has a sheer, a toh-let and a zinc in it.  For teaching me all about the wonders of Pho. For letting me stay in your beautiful house and generally being an awesome guy.
  6. To Randy's cousin who's name I can't remember!  For taking me back to New Jersey and letting me sleep over.  For kicking her poor daughter out of her room so I could sleep like a queen.  For taking me all the way to the train station the next morning and for eating those enchilada's at that taqueria down the road.  It was an experience.
  7. To Temma for showing me more mosquitoes than I've ever seen, for taking me in off the street, for beer and chats in the pool and being a wonderful host.  I will never forget you.
  8. To Belladonna for letting me stay over.  I know it ended badly but I really appreciate everything you did for me.  I hope we're all good, I hope pregnancy finds you.
  9. To the Sacred Fire Community for making me feel like I was part of something, for allowing me to see someone channel the spirit of Fire, and taking me to the coast of Oregon. 
  10. To Rowan.  When I saw you it was like we were right back at school and no time had passed.  For picking me up at the train station in a porche, the quiz, the restaurants and making me feel rather royal for a bit.
  11. To Dalia Burdy and Emily Gordon. For being the nicest, sweetest, loveliest gals in the world. For taking me to the yoga chanting session, feeding me much steak, taking me camping in Big Sur, introducing me to all your friends, preparing me properly for Burning Man and just for being you.  Can't wait to see you in Cape Town!
  12. To Yuko,Dylan and everyone else at the hostel in SF. For making my time there electric and even sometimes fun.  I often think of both of you and wonder what's happening with you guys.  I hope you're still an item.
  13. To Thomas.  For arriving when I really needed him to.  For listening to me ramble.  For calling me when I had a bad case of the lonelies.
  14. To Andre.  For making me feel like I had come home even though I was in a foreign place.  For the braais, the South Africans, the loooong talks about life, the universe and everything, for educating me about golf and helping me to understand that it's the way to enlightenment.  Can't wait to see you in SA!
  15. To Frances.  For giving me new insights as to the origins of my friend Roxanne, for giving me a room, the space to do my own thing, for naked swimming in the pool, food and friendship.  For the biggest coat the world has ever seen, socks, a warm hat and for dragging me off to buy shoes even when I didn't feel like it.  It was a worthwhile trip.  I hope you get a job that will take you to Cape Town to see the offspring.
  16. To Vickee.  For picking up a stranger on a train and taking them home.  For showing me the most beautiful little town in all of texas.  For repeatedly inviting me back.  For being one of the the kindest people I've ever met.  I sincerely hope that your mother's painting is beautiful.
  17. To Glen and Leana.  For going way beyond the call of duty to ensure that I had a clear idea of just how awesome Marfa really is.
  18. To Steve. For calling me Jumanji and showing me that Father Christmas is alive and well.
  19. To Earl.  For being a teacher.
  20. To my sister Roz.  For really understanding the meaning of Family.
  21. To Rox.  For being my skype slag and promising to make me a platinum blonde.
  22. To Werner.  For being my skype slag and giving me something to hold on to.
  23. To Marleen.  For being my skype slag and giving me hope.
  24. To Mia, Anti, Anthony and Fiona who sent references when I needed them to.
  25. To Pieter, for helping out with technical details on this site when I needed him to.
  26. To anyone I might have forgotten to mention. 
  27. To all the Americans I met on my travels.  Thank you for being kind, engaging me, and generally being unoffensive.  You okes are awesome.
  28. To Andre en Els.  For being catalysts.  For being amazing role models.  For shitting on Standard Bank.  For looking for a car.  For supporting me on this project, and for always accepting me and my crazy ideas, even when I'm sure that they won't.  I couldn't have done this without you.
  29. And to you, the reader, without whom this journey would have felt empty and meaningless.  Thankyou for coming with me on the ride.
Big love to all of you,
Alice


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"And what does it live on?"
"Weak tea with cream in it."
A new difficulty came into Alice's head,
"Supposing it couldn't find any?" she suggested.
"Then it would die, ofcourse."
"But that must happen very often," Alice remarked thoughtfully.
"It always happens," said the Gnat.