I’m a proud owner (not sure if that’s the right word) of my first international library card.

I love South Africa, I really do. But sometimes, they make things extra difficult here. For instance, it took me months to get my car registered (the only downside to this is that now if I speed the traffic tickets will actually come to me instead of the previous owner…bummer). And then I had to go to the local tire store to get my license plates made (I thought it was a little weird too…).

So, I wasn’t exactly surprised that they gave me a hard time about the library card. I was grilled of course…why are you here? Oh, you’re not South African? What if you steal our books and take them to America with you?

But, after giving references so they can track me down if I run off with their books and nearly signing my first born child away, I have a library card.

When I was leaving, she said I could utilize my borrowing privileges, so I figured I better take her up on it before she changed her mind. I grabbed the first semi-interesting looking English book in the “new section”.

It starts with something along the lines of “they were two well-educated virgins on their honeymoon night…”. So, eh, I’ll pass on this book, but I’m sure I’ll have better luck next time…

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