Calabash Inn B&B & Conferencing Durban

I'm spending 2 more nights in Durban with a nice couple I found on couchsurfing.org. Margaret is an environmental consultant working on transportation issues for the city of Durban, and Gavin is a professional clown. They've given me a private guest room and various rides around town, which is great because public ...

... old** than us, pretty repugnant to look at but had that air of one of those teach**s that is quite intimidating but takes a shine to the naughty boys of the year. Being slightly bored and in need of a bit of crack we got chitt** chatt**ing to h** and within about ten minutes we w**e in h** room trying on h** clothes. I do this quite regularly when im drunk and abroad, its not a gay thing, its just an idiosyncrasy that makes me unique so please dont judge. I used to do ...

... there on my own. anyway got chatting to a woman and basically spent the afternoon, kind of doing the graduate thing! Doing a Dustin Hoffman that afternoon, very weird afternoon, but good fun!!. Anyway after that whole episode. went back to the hostel and chilled out this cool dude from newcastle uni Pete and just had a proper decent supper with him before meeting the others to get smashed that evening ...

... any way possible at a women's weaving co-op. I am using this organization as a way to become integrated into the community and build relationships with people in order to eventually be able to interview them about their lives, what they know about HIV, and what they think about HIV. I am also hopefully going to visit some organizations in the community involved in health and/or health education to find out as ...

South Africa is really... white. Durban is dangerous at night and there
is a huge mall. They have blackouts every day for two hours at two in
the afternoon, and even the malls shut down.

... nature springs out, get to the information centre. Short adjustment to the south Africa accent leads me to a contact number, so i call, apparently my lift got lost somewhere on the way. i remembered looking at the dive center's website looking for pictures of the staff. what i could remember is a short slim blond women (actually she was tole and wide ...

... running errands in the morning. I spent the rest of the afternoon sleeping on my two-seat wicker sofa as I was so exhausted from lugging my clean laundry home from Melanie and John's and my groceries from the store in the morning heat up and down the hills in my neighbourhood. I started reading Alice Sebold's The Lovely Bones on Sat. evening and couldn't put it down. I've wanted to ...

... Jag forsoker lata bli att fraga mig om den som gar bort hade vantat sig det, eller om han (det ar oftast unga man) forstar vad som haller pa att handa. Vem var det som skot/hogg? Vad sa dom till varann? Vad gjorde kilen for fel som nu far betala med livet? Nu nar han dor gor det forovaren lyckligare? Visst har de val forstatt att om man sticker en kniv mot hjartat pa en anna manniska, sa dor den?! Moralfilosofi kan gora vem som helst graharig, men bristen pa den ar en stor olycka.

... that was deemed an independent homeland during the later years of the Apartheid regime. The local culture is Xhosa (the Xh being a back-of-the-throat click which is quite hard to manage for an English speaker), and not many people speak English. The homeland was set up to give a semblance of self-rule for indigenous people, but in reality the area is just tribally governed (local chieftains and such), and is extremely poor. Infrastructure such as schools, good roads, anything ...

... I were stay with Cheryl and Gavin in Umhlanga. We dropped the Smiths off and stopped in to say hey to Matt, the newest addition to the Smith clan, and then drove off to the van de Muelens. We showered and changed and headed back towards umhloti for supper at the new casino called Sibaya. We had a lovely meal at the A to Z restaurant. We were up early on Wednesday morning to have breakfast on the beach and then headed for for Joburg...