Female dominance and Brazilian meat

First day back in Gaborone and it was a short but very “full” day. After my messy next from Manyana, I arrived at the program house where we agreed that we would check our emails and what not for an hour drop off at the B&B we are staying at then roll to Game city for some lunch! Over the past month and a half the one thing everyone on the trip could agree on was that we were, dare I say, desperately missing FOOD.  Although I personally really enjoyed having plechece, I can’t say I will miss eating bogobe or dikgobe multiple times a week. So after sorting through tons of emails and messages (totally feeling the love guys!) we sat down at WIMPIS for a delicious meal. I ordered Double bacon, creamy avocado, cheese burger and fries with a single shot espresso milkshake follow later by a very yummy chocolate sundae. Might sound heavy but I haven’t been so hungry is a very long time there was silence and smiles all around. After some shopping and chilling, the true meal the boys had been waiting for arrived. During our previous stay in Gabz they came across this Brazilian restaurant that does the endless meat thing, sorry I’m so uncultured I don’t know what it is called but if you have seen Bridesmaids its exactly like the scene where they go out to the Brazilin place and end up sick minus the vomit). So being with five guys of course the challenge of who could last the most rounds came up, and SPOILER if you know me you know my motto “IF I THIINK I CAN DO IT THEN I CAN” . No way I was backing out of this especially when Mpho and Katlego were my only competition, seeing that Batsi had no interest and Thato and Thelego (the two nama kings) had thrown in the towel. I surprisingly got the second vote of confidence after it was clearly stated that Katlego couldn’t hang. Mpho was certain that he would defeat me and I was certain I was going to give him hell. Sure, I was totally falling into an unnecessary competition to prove myself to these boys, who, I think, I had already made up my failing at Kgale hill to but 120 pula ($15 US) and bragging rights were on the line!  By around 14 of chicken, beef, lamb, pork, every fucking meat known to be delicious, discussion of if vomiting was permitted started and shortly after Mpho gracefully bowed out, reassuring my victory. Although Katelgo had his own point to prove, by the time 3 more round came and went from my plate his was falling behind and with a little more shit talking from me his towel was chucked into the pile, 80 pula went into my pocket, 20 to Thelego who wisely bet on me and my belt went into my bag. How did victory taste? Full as FUCK! I don’t think I have ever, EVER in my life eaten so much, especially that much meat, but after some Sprite, a BTV movie some rolling around on my bed I’m good and I can’t wait to bring up my victory at breakfast tomorrow.