Courtyard Hotel Sandton
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... symbol of equality, democracy, and most importantly the freedom to vote. Everything in the park has an X in the landscape. The benches, the layout, the detail on the buildings. Well thought out park and area to commemorate the "non whites" freedom but how free are they, as poverty surrounds the park and children are not in school.
... to be luxury but everyone kicked off, there was lizards and spiders everywhere and the weirdest massive creatures ever, so we got a room of three, let's just say it's now the morning and I still haven't been inside... Me mark tori chez autumn and Lucia drove for food, I rang this takeaway and after 5 minutes I gathered they were closed, we went to a petrol station and got pies crips etc, went back to the kitchen and there's literally ants covering the whole floor, it's so ...
... call it quiet because of all the camera noises... klick klick klick. Nobody wanted to leave. If it weren't for the rhinos getting up and moving on, we still might be there. Our driver, Christof, said it was his best rhino experience. Just think that something pre-historic and so loving can be very dangerous and viciously poached.
When we arrived in the park we decided to have a contest. The contest was to name ...
A van picked me up at 9 am with 8 passengers - a younger couple from Hawaii: Brandi and James, another younger couple from San Diego - Erin and Landon who turned out to be the most fun, an older couple from Koln Germany, a gentleman probably in his early 50's named Cedric from Geneva, and me. I didn't realize it would be so coupley but it was fine and it made sense. I somehow forgot we were in a romantic place. Cedric was the only other solo traveler though he wasn't ...
... correctly named) hostel, Brown Sugar.
Visited a local shopping centre this afternoon, stopped by China Town on the way to buy some fruit. A local young guy saw me with three mandarins and cheekily yelled out “Hey Sista!!” Sista!!!” and motioned for one. Not sure whether it was his audacity or the momentary feeling of being a “Sista” but something worked and he scored some of it. The walk was ...