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... climbed up the hill the next morning walking over small pathways in between the shacks,
and we carried the baby down in our arms to the car with a mother at my side
which was still in a state of shock. The tension that we felt on the way to the
hospital, the prayers my colleague told too help us to really arrange medical care for
the baby, the four security guards which already stopped us at the door of the ...
... cab, but you can be 13 people in them (it looks like a minivan). They won’t leave until there is no vacancy anymore. To pay you have to give the money to the driver, while he is driving and if you are sitting in the back, you just have to pass the money to another passenger and he will pass to another, etc…. like a chain. It’s really funny. There is although some music going on. Taking a minibus is a real experience. The first time you are mostly ...
... a museum - that housed Nelson Mandela for 18 years, amongst several other political prisoners. For the first 10 years of
imprisonment, he had to sleep on a hard floor with one mat and one small
blanket. The food given to the black prisoners was less than what was served to the “coloureds”. White prisoners didn’t even serve their time at Robben Island. They were sent
elsewhere. Even ...
... are there. Magic. It appears they also watch your car for you to ensure it does not get broken into. Believe that or not when you come back to the car they are there again waiting for a tip. There is no obligation to tip them we were told but the poor buggers stand in the wind the cold and the rain until the last car is gone. Worth a tip I think. They are also very grateful for your recognition seemingly no matter how small the remuneration.
... and he always tells Natasha that he is friends with me and that he knows what she did. Ironically, in May 2013, Natasha stopped by the shelter once again, and Ilangwa instantly messaged me. I called the shelter and he put me on the phone with Natasha. She said she remembered me, thanked me for helping her, and told me she had a job working in a restaurant at the Waterfront. I knew she was lying, she was still homeless and begging. Nonetheless, it was nice to talk to her. So, ...