The Oppi Koppi Festival went well although the dust was a bit much. Instead of mud, there was mad dry dirt in which I kept breathing in by accident. Fighting the Flu/Throat Infection now. It’s a lot colder here then I was prepared for. Bahamadia thought enough to bring her leather. I didn’t, however so I’m coughing and hacking all over the place. Part of it is that my sleep has been super sporadic. During the festival, we knocked out a bunch of TV/Magazine interviews and hosted a top ten video countdown. Sweet. We stayed on a wild life/game reservation near the festival which was in the middle of nowhere. After our 12am performance, we opted to stay up and have a home-cooked breakfast. When we walked into the guest house in which the food was being served, we were greeted by some young white South Africans who questioned our decision to wear scarves and jackets. They said it’s not that cold and shook their heads in disbelief. Strange that our attire affected them that much. Don’t think they were prepared to see black Americans that early in the morning. We grubbed and then took an 8am trip on the safari. It was basically some TV type shit. Giraffes, monkeys, rhino’s, zebras, and other animals were in the house. We had the nerve to get lost on this land in the woods at 4am. Not fun. I never realized how quickly I could panic if I thought me and my friends lives would be in danger. Bahamadia nearly had to slap me back to reality. It was fun staying there though. I left my deodorant at home. Dammit.

Yesterday I caught up on a few hours of sleep but still felt like crap. Made 6 beats and hung out with Candace, Kulu, and Dominique. Haven’t really seen Kenny since he’s been sick for a couple of days. We’ll hang today and hit up the museums. A much needed vacation from the U.S. if I must say so myself. They showed us these huge paintings someone did of all the artists who’ve performed at their event. They misplaced mine so I didn’t get a chance to sign it ☹. They did lace us with the exclusive “Party People” hoodies though. I’m suped. Our Mozambique show has unfortunately been cancelled due to civil unrest there. Maybe next time, we’ll get the chance to touch down there. Mad down time at the Villa in Jo-Burg. Thank God for Wax Poetics and MTV Base. We’re going into the studio with some of the local emcees and producers tomorrow and Thursday. I have some writing projects to finish in the process. I hate being sick… Did you know that raw garlic is a thug that fights germs? Me either but that is one of items Kat (my manager) has me on to get well.