Another first...

So I have had a lot of firsts in Cape Town. My first car, my first apartment, and now my first broken bone. I suppose it only seems fitting.
It was of course the result of an epic adventure and fabulous story: after literally wandering all around Observatory barefoot: over bridges, fences, and highways, I was running up a very flat and very paved road. I tripped trying to catch a frisbee and made some unhappy contact between my foot and the ground. I did catch the frisbee, but I am now headed to see an orthopaedic surgeon tomorrow morning.
I have yet to come up with an optimistic way of describing my experience with the hospital today (I will!), however, I did appreciate how kind the people I encountered were to me. So, another first and so many more to look forward to, but hopefully the others will not be quite this painful.