Christmas Carols at Kirstenbosch

Isabel made me do it, and though I hesitated with the very real knowledge that I am one of the worst singers in the world, it was really fun and even festive in spite of the hot weather. At random times throughout the evening people's personal luminaries (we held white bags with burning candles in them) would catch fire so that in the middle of Silent Night or the equivalent you'd see a small crowd stand up and start stomping violently at the grass, yelling expletives as the angels swayed on-stage. These interruptions made me feel more at home.