Crowds

This is a pleasant bubble to be in.  "Rage" or "vac" is the week in December when almost every graduated teenager in South Africa flock to various beachy locations to drink themselves into celebratory stupors. We're staying in a pretty shmancy hotel on the beach in Umhlanga, Durban and almost all of it has been taken over by teenagers.  I feel desperately for the poor clueless families who decided to vacation here.  There's pounding music at all hours and at any given time you can hear a far away chorus of "shots shots shots!" Also,  every meal is pretty much a burger. It's fun.  It's intoxicating. People are generally nice and I'm the token exotic feature ("Oh you're Anna from Australia!") And at night there's always the "doof doof doof" of bass thumping through your stomach and free drinks from friendly bartenders. We sweat in crowded taxis on the way to Balito and get covered in mud in packed moshpits.
Got to go - shots at Hooters in five.