Up until last night, I have been working virtually 24-7 since I arrived in Grahamstown a week and a half ago.
But last night I finally let my hair down (the little bit of it I have left) and partied the night away with a fellow Eastern Cape journalist.
Having spent much of the Festival in and out of the Monument, I’d often past the Pride Rock Pub, halfway up the stairs en route to the media office.
But every time I walked past, they seemed to be playing cheesy music and it just didn’t seem like my kind of scene.
But it’s actually the most amazingly welcoming environment, the barmen and waitresses are always up for fun and it’s just one great party all night long.
Tonight’s the last night you’ll have the chance to party there. Warning, with shots of tequila or cape velvet for only R8 each, you’ll probably be knocking back a fair number of them.
Of course, I should have taken into consideration last night that today I was going to attend the Cape Philharmonic’s Gala Concert, using a real cannon for the 1812 Overture. My apologies in advance to classical music enthusiasts if you find me cowering under my seat, screaming “make it stop” at that point of the concert!
