As liberating as living out of a back pack can be, sometimes I definitely miss the comforts of home. Hot water and shelves mainly. The other girls do as well so tonight we decided that we were going out on the town in our best outfits for a classy dinner far away from the nine smelly boys that we live with.
We did make one exception on the no boys allowed rule and brought Bevon as our chaperone/escort/chauffeur. We went to a restaurant called Lemongrass which sits on the lagoon in Plett. It was an amazing night and included ostrich, beef, antelope, wine, dijon mashed potatoes and creme brulee. Nothing like a classy girls night surrounded by people with addresses to make you feel normal again.