Courtyard At Arcadia Hotel Pretoria

... got to assume anything. I already been given the heads up around h**e. I can see why people panic when they arrive, as ev**yone I have met tells you about the crime as though its an automatic part of the conv**sation - e.g "how are you, I am fine thanks" -maybe they think we are sitting ducks but all this has been read about before arriving... its all the same stuff - ov** and ov** again. Stuck record. Lock doors, Shut windows, Dont count money in the open, dont go to c**tain ...

... children. And all in the name of South Africa. Of course the politicians dont' like it. Of course the police are trying to stop the violence - but the reality is that thousands of people are now living outside police stations with their worldly goods tied up in paper and cloth, once again without a place to call home. Come on South Africa. What happened to Unity? What happened to pride and compassion? What ...

... of the nation's psyche. In all reality, it will probably take another generation to heal the wounds and to provide real integration amongst races and classes. In the mean time, the most pressing issue on the horizon for the country, is the AIDS crisis. Hopefully, Zuma will be more progressive on this subject that Mbeki. That's it for now... I hope that you have enjoyed this trip as much as I have. Thanks again for coming along with me! Ari

... like Mandela and Gandhi. We also went to the Hector Pieterson museum. He was the 13-year-old boy who was first shot during the 1976 Soweto Student Uprising. The picture of his body being carried out became the icon of the struggle against Apartheid. It was pretty weird to freely roam around these areas which, up until not too long ago, was a completely different environment ...

... to Pretoria, my stomach continued to act up. It wasn't a pressing 'I need to see a doctor' kind of pain, but more of a 'this isn't normal to feel like this' discomfort. Safe and sound within the Wallis premises, I unpacked, had a wonderful steamy hot shower, and told everyone about our adventures in Malawi. Lost in conversation, I didn't even realize that dinner time had crept upon us. At this point my stomach wasn't overly upset and the food smelled delicious ...

... shield my view with his arm. 'So, you study infectious diseases?' The stalling tactics were back "Yes, in buffalo, livestock and humans. So, what have you got the gauze soaking in? I guess that's for the plug?" He gave in. ' Well, as you seem to be interested, the gauze is soaking in antiseptic. It will be inserted in to the hole left behind after we remove the poison and puss. That will stop the abscess from re-filling the cavity with more puss. The ...

... everything we were asked to have a seat because they had a special presentation for us. An eight person choir, the men dressed in traditional Soweto dress performed for us. they were singing a traditional Soweto thank you and welcome song to us. Without any music only the rhythm they made with their feet and voices it was an incredibly moving expereince. There was increible life in the building as they performed, with all the teachers keeping a rhythm and students from ...

... narrow streets are crammed with large tourist coaches. One enterprising neighbour has set up a cafe opposite Des's place so tourists can sit and wait in the hope of a glimpse of the man himself. Despite being pressed,our tour guide could not offer any opinion as to whether or not Des was home. I've had my brush with fame (or rather infamey(?sp)). We saw Winnie Mandela - in person - being driven along in her car as we turned into the street to check ...

... Die malerische Landschaft lud wahrlich zum Traeumen ein. Am naechsten Tag machten die nette Hostelbesitzerin und ich einen Ausflug in ein nahe gelegenes Naturreservat. Mit der Faehre setzen wir ueber und wanderten bis an die Spitze des Huegels, von wo aus wir einen traumhaften Blick auf den wunderschoenen Kuestenort sowie die umliegende Lagune und das angrenzende Meer hatten. Da Knysna bekannt fuer seine Austernaufzucht ist, wollte ich es mir nicht nehmen lassen, in einem ...

... where Fiona lives! We had a beer or two or three and I had some Biltong, which is dried and smoked meat kinda like pepperami if anone has ever tasted it. I never have but I have to admit the TV ads did amuse me but if it tastes like Biltong I don't think I'm missing anything! M.......U........C........K! <br> <br>The next morning we were picked up by our tour guide. We had picked a tour which included 2 national parks and a trip into another country. There was only one ...