Update From Chilly South Africa

Remember three days ago, when I was sitting on the porch in my pajamas at 7:30 a.m.? Those days are gone.

SNOW. Like, real snow. In South Africa.

As the South Africans say, “Sho!” (Roughly meaning, “Wow!”)

Raging Whoremones Reign Supreme

A few years ago, I wandered into a sports arena in Virginia’s D.C. suburbs and discovered roller derby. The Cherry Blossom Bombshells and Scare Force One – the top two teams in the DC Rollergirls league – were cruising around an indoor skating track, elbowing one another, dodging body checks, wiping out, and getting right back up again. It was a kick-ass dance on wheels. The skaters wore short skirts, heavy makeup, and fishnets. There were lots of tattoos, blue and pink hairdos, and bruises.

South Africa in Technicolor

One of the most colorful photos I have, taken at the Joburg Pride parade last year.

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Café Mexicho: You Can Eat There After All

UPDATE (OCTOBER 2017): Alas, Café Mexicho has closed down. It had a good run though. Fortunately there are several good alternatives around town – read here.

Nearly two years ago, soon after I moved to South Africa, I ate at a restaurant in Melville called Café Mexicho. I wasn’t impressed, and I actually got sick the next day. I named the ailment “Mexicho’s Revenge”.