Into the Lions Den Part 2
Trip Start Nov 24, 2008
98Trip End Oct 21, 2009
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Brown Sugar Backpackers
When I came back down later the guys had ordered steaks in and we were to cook them on the Barbeque outside on the patio. One of the English lads had met a South African girl the night before and so she and her friend came to pick up two of the lads to take them out for dinner. They left their steaks in the fridge for another night. After about two hours we finally got the wood lit and it was time to put our steaks on
We were having a few beers after dinner with some other people staying at the hostel when the lads arrived back. They were pretty shaken up too! They had headed off in a pretty new BMW with the two girls. The steering went in the car when they were in the middle of a highway. They managed to steer the car into a petrol station. The garage was smack bang in the middle of a no go area of Jo'burg. The girl driving the car rang the AA straight away and told them that they were in danger and that they needed assistance straight away. Then she phoned the police and told them the same story. At this stage the two lads were bricking it. They said that the locals came up and began circling the car and staring in. After waiting for about two hours the AA finally came to tow them away. The police never came. The AA truck dropped them off at the hostel and they didn't even wait for the gate to be opened. Instead they climbed over it, while everyone in the bar laughed at them on the CCTV. Just another crazy story in Jo'burg.
The following day myself and Alan got up with all the willingness to go out and do something but made it as far as the bar and ordered pizza take away instead
Excitement over we had a few more beers and chatted to some interesting characters who were also staying in our hostel. There were two South African darts teams who were in town for a national championship and we learned a lot about South Africa from them
During the evening I got chatting to an English girl who had been travelling around SA for the last six weeks with her boyfriend. I was hoping to get some tips and recommendations from her as all travellers tend to do. She started telling me about her favourite places but soon changed the subject to how racist the white South Africans are. I told her that I had only been in the country a few days and hadn't come across any evidence of that. Then I told her how nice all South Africans had been to me and my boyfriend. I said I would wait to experience it myself but that surely not every white South African could be racist. She insisted they were. I then said well surely in every country and in every race there are good people and that not all white South Africans could be racist. She then called me naive. It was at this stage that I realised there was no getting through to her and that she was in fact racist herself. She spent the rest of the evening having a hissy fit because her boyfriend wouldn't defend her argument against me. She stood watching him while he drank some beer and had a good time with everyone else and then she kicked him in the one place you don't kick a man and smacked him across the face in front of everyone in the bar. What a classy girl!
On Tuesday morning Alan decided he'd go golfing with another Irish guy we'd met in the hostel
That evening we packed our bags and then played some poker in the bar with the darts team. We had a few beers and said our goodbyes to everyone. It was such a nice hostel to stay in and I would recommend it to anyone going for the world cup next year who is on a tight budget.