The movie Invictus -- about Nelson Mandela and, of all things, Rugby -- moved me deeply on the plane. South African airport sniffer dogs are trained for fruit, and found two apples in my guitar case.
There is only instant coffee. The two tea options are black and rooibos.
Vegan food may damn well be impossible at AIMS. Scotsmen have a very different idea of "healthy food" from mine.
One student won't shake my hand, because I am a woman. The bathrooms in our apartment are gender segregated.
There is no internet at my house. There is only one single socket in my room. I can't walk the 5 minutes between my work and my home by myself after dark.
There are sharks in the ocean. The beach is ridiculously beautiful.
Racial separation/segregation/discrimination makes me unhappy. So does the fact that I'm suddenly aware of being white.