Gwexintaba-- I Couldnt make this stuff up if i tried

I'm going to make this beginning of this one quick, although it deserves more detail, so I can tell you all about the village, which was incredible:
Ok, so we stayed in a backpackers made up of huts for the first two nights. We braiied the first night. Then we went on an amazing hike through plains, to the edge of the continent. First we went to a cliff on the edge of the Indian ocean, then hiked over a small waterfall and river, to a waterfall that empties into the Indian ocean. Then we went swimming in the river we had passed earlier. On our way back we passed people heading to the ocean to look for a woman who had been musseling and pulled in to the water and had not been seen.
OK, the ridiculous part, on Sunday we started to head for the village with a few peoples stomachs unsettled, but the rain had made it impossible to get to this village (all dirt roads and very hilly) So instead we headed for a hostel nearby, and by near by i mean 2 hours our of the way. At the packbacker we enjoyed some karaoke and a very buggy night. I went to bed, woke up to one of my roomates vomiting, at which point i went to check on her. Another one of my roomates also came to check, then passed out, broke the door on her fall and started shaking. We called the director shed come to by the time he came, and I had checked her vital signs and her pupils. She seemed ok. terrifying though, I then tried to get some sleep but was continously woken up to one by one people heading to the toilet to vomit, and out the other end as well. Yeah, absurd I know. We think it may have been the water, were not sure though.
ok so only 10 of us out of a group of 22 ended up going to the village it is truly in the middle of no where and i understand why we didnt try to make it through these roads in the rain. We get to the village and take a tour and get to see the 5th largest water fall in south Africa, it was unreal, i didnt get to close to the edge for fear of falling over with nothing to catch me, but it went down and down for forever, then we dropped out stuff off with our host families. Then we went back to the house the assistant director of the program was staying in, it belings to some hippie from jo'berg who moved to this village when we got divorced 3 years ago, he wasnt there though. The director then left, and thats when i got really sick, which sucked. a band played some songs for us in Panda which is a mix of Xhosa and Zulu, most of which i spent going back and forth to the outhouse. awesome. We stayed in pairs at our homestays cause the men can be kinda sketchy in the rural places i guess. My friend sara and i had the most amazing host mom, she was hilarious. they speak xhosa and we speak english and we both speak a tiny bit of zulu so communicating was really hard, but this woman just laughed and laughed whenever there was a misunderstanding. And so we just laughed and laughed. It was such an awesome way to deal with the awkwardness. We watched her make corn in the cooking hut, and then moved with her to the eating hut, where we had cabbage and squash and beans and amazin bread. There were these baby goats that were running around inside the hut and we spent part of the deal with goats between our legs. There were also chickens everywhere. We did a pretty good job understand each other using zulu and the mama and her neice taught us some xhosa too. At one point after finding out that our ages were 21 and 20, the mama turned to us and asked us, "Why you so big (looking at sarah) and you so small." sarah by the way is not very big, which apparently means i am very small. o well. Oh, for the beginning of the night is was the mama, and her niece. Later the mamas husband showed up for a while during dinner, and her 12 year old son. The husband didnt stick around for long, but then Aunti as the mama was refered to by everyone, her niece and her son, helped us find our way from the eating hut to the hut we slept in. I've never seen so many stars in my entire life. EVER, it was unreal. Once we got to the sleeping hut, aunti, who was a dancer at ceremonies in the village, pulled out a knit skirt with bells on it and put it on and danced for us. Then she put the skirt on me and taught me how to dance. she then pulled out the beads she used to wear when dancing and put them all on me and showed me how i looked in a shard of mirror. Then when she took them off of me she handed me one and insisted I take it. its beautiful!! and such a cool gesture, and a memory of my dance lesson! Then they asked us to get ready for bed, which was a whole fiasco because we werent sure if only sarah and i were staying in the hut or if we all were, and then didnt look like they were sleeping there, but they also made no movements to leave, so sarah and i put boxers on under our skirts and then took our skirts off and got into our sleeping bags, and which point, the neice, who was fascinated by our sleeping bags zipped us alllllll the way up, and then down, and then up again. Then aunti pulled a bucket into the middle of the room, stood over it and pretended to pee, and laugh hysterically indicated it was used for if you needed to pee in the middle of the night. Sarah went to use the outhouse, and so she pulled out her flashlight, which also created entertainment for a while. Then they left, there were beds in the eating hut that i think they used for the night, and even that is fancy, most families have a sleeping hut where everyone in the family sleeps on the floor. We woke up the next mroning to a very insistant rooster at 6, and aunti prepared us a bucket of hot water for bathing. She was very pleased to see me wearing the necklace. She walked us part way down to the hippies hut and her son walked us the rest of the way. They were so wonderful and I wish I could have spent more time with them and felt 100 percent.
For all its ridiculousness I couldnt make this stuff up if i tried... sorry that one is so long, but ive already left out so much, overall it was an amazing weekends, with some of the biggest highs and biggest lows. Hope all is well stateside, I miss you all!