OY VEY
Well, my arrival might be postponed. Aerolineas is on strike yet AGAIN. Just pay them more and lets be on our way... sheesh! Im never flying Aerolineas again. Its so flaky.
People people people, where do I begin to describe my experience the past few weeks? I arrived back from my safari August 10th, friday evening and I was picked up Saturday morning by a crew member from Revlon Super Model. So basically I got back to the farm the day all the crew members arrived to start setting up for the show. It was so grea
t to have all these city people around and it brought so much excitement to the farm. I basically took it upon myself to help out Revlo
n as much as possible because Montpellier just wasnt giving me work to do. They would speak all the time in Afrikaans and then get angry at me for not taking initiative. Lets see how much initiative they would take if everyone around them was speaking in Spanish all day long! I was not on good terms with my co-workers because I "switched teams" but I explained my side, they explained theirs and thats all we could do. Anyways, the first week was just about getting the whole farm set up for the models to arrive and setting up accomodations for the crew mem
bers. I did so much physical work that i must have lost 5 pounds! I dug mud holes, i moved heavy furniture, i
put together scaffolding, I hung up huge lighting and i slept about 3 hours every night... but i tell you, it was one of the best weeks ever. Having a crush on one of the crew members is probably what made it even better but i think i was just so ready to work and move being that i hadnt done much since
my arrival.
y beautiful, some just so-so (in my opinion) but a few things they all had in common were they were SO skinny, LONG legs and looked SO young!!! Anyways, every other day another girl (or 2 or 3 at a time) got evicted. Some how i got the job to go leave with the models and go with them to a bed and breakfast in town. I just chatted with them, comforted them, etc... and to my surprise, not the most interesting conversations (i hope you got the
sarcasm there). I did like hearing what they thought of the show, the other girls, the highs and lows, etc... I also got to meet and actually
hang out with some of the top fashion designers, make-up artists, magazine editors and photographers in South Africa. Not that it mattered too much to me being that i didnt know who they were but the fact is still cool. OH, and the presenter for the show was Miss Universe from South Africa (i wont put her name right now
bc I dont know if im allowed). Also what was fun was being an extra in shots... i modeled the revlon rain boots running thru mud and those shots will be in every episode (its just my feet but hey, let me have my 15 minutes!)
breathing together 24/7 for an extended period of time. I definitely had some serious highs and lows. For some reason I learned so much about myself during the Revlon show. Maybe its because I was around so many different people and it just brought out sides of me i have either forgotten about or didnt even know were there. By the end of the show, we all felt like we had been there for a year. So tired and ready to go home. We had one final party for
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e crew monday night, tuesday we packed up all the equipment and left the farm. There were some tears, there were some people jumping for joy. I decided early tuesday morning tha
t I was going to fly back to Buenos Aires the next morning (wednesday). My "friend" and i had planned on possibly going to the beach for a few days after the show ended but things got complicated and i got fed up and just decided to leave. Sometimes its not exactly what you want to happen but its just the was its supposed to be. Timing really is everything. On that note, IM BACK IN BUENOS AIRES. It was so weird to arrive and speak spanish and use pesos and arrive back to my sweet sweet apartment. Oh happy days! As far as me coming back to NYC, I will either be back by next week or by the end of the month. I have a few things to sort out and then ill know for sure. As I type I am uploading ALL my pics from the past 3 months. OH, my camera broke the DAY before the models arrived... but I got about 800 pics from other people. Now to sort thru them, OY!
3rd trip with Hennie) drove 7 hours to the Orange River (border of S.Africa and Namibia). We met up with the rest of the group there (a couple from Holland and 2 of Hennies friends (a couple) who are assisting. We set up camp and had a beautiful first night under the stars (but in tents) and a 5 star meal (all the meals are amazing so far). The next day we crossed the border... and what a process! They had to check everything in our truck, backpacks, bags, tents, coolers, etc... It took about an hour and a half to unload, scan and load again. They even brought in a drug sniffing dog... crazy. We drove to Fish River Canyon, had lunch and continued on (we didnt even know where we were going... sometimes they like to surprise us). We end up at a great
little lodge and i had my first shower. I want to tell all the details about everything but i dont want to bore you. I just want to tell you about last night and today so bare with me (i promise it gets good!). We camped out under the stars in the desert. It was absolutely magical. We watched the sun set, built a fire, made dinner, drank wine, listened to music (thanks to my ipod and speaker), star gazed (I learned where the Scorpio constellation is) and slept right outside, no tents. It was freezing during the night but when i woke up and saw the orange line around the earth that the sun was creating I almost cried. I forgot about my freezing nose and toes and just laid there in absolute awe. It was an unforgettable moment. Now, get ready for the big story. Today we drove about 4 hours to Windhoek (where I am now) and the scenery was amazing and we saw mountain zebras, kudu (antelope), springbok (antelope), huge eagles, groups of herding cows and baboons... all so amazing to see. Anyways, on the ride I start
ed to get a serious urge to, well... go to the loo, if you know what i mean. I was sitting upfront with Hennie and told him about my little problem. He tells me I should take my first bush kak (bush=wilderness, kak=poo). After alot of hesitation the pain in my stomach got pretty bad so off I go into the dry bush land. He tells me the only thing I have to be careful of is burning the tissues when I am
done (that how we get rid of our toilet paper) and not to light a bush on fire. So after i go, i go to burn the tissues. I light them on fire and as i do this a huge wind comes along and blows the fire into the bushes. In about 5 seconds a a HUGE fire started... just everything up in flames! I was screaming for Hennie and ran to the top and there was just nothing we could do about it. Now, the wind was blowing the fire towards the road so Hennie said it will stop eventually but if it was blowing the other way it would have lit acres and acres of land on fire. It was all so surreal and i couldnt believe it was all my fault. Luckily, someone was on my side today and not
much harm was done. SO, lesson learned... no more bush kak for me.
I will update at the next computer I get to. We are in a beautiful little hotel today and will be meeting the Italian couple who are joining us for the rest of our trip. The next few nights more camping in the desert, my favorite. To be continued...
I wont really be connected via cellphone... Hennie doesnt want us using phones on the trip... he just wants us to appreciate what we are doing and not texting and talking to people all the time. I like it already!