ça y'est I'm South Africa!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
I arrived this evening after a long journey.
2.30am in Beckenham: leaving in a taxi to Heathrow.
Slept all along only waking up when we crossed Battersea bridge, and dreamt whether my passport was valid or not.
4am in Heathrow: Waiting for boarding at 6h30.
Pam and I singing “aday aday awanna damn day”.
The steward asks us who sings this. He doubts it’s prodigy.
Slept through the flight.
After landing in Amsterdam we find a note: “SL2 – On the ragga tip”.
Big smiles on our faces as we leave the plane.
Quick view of the airport and we’re on board of our plane to Johannesburg.
Our KLM plane is huge, meals are quite good and come regularly.
I sleep a bit and Pam too.
Saw some splendid landscapes when we past the south of Italy, north and central Africa.
Strangely realize I am crossing this beautiful continent.
9.30pm: Arrived in Jo’burg, magnificent paved hall that reflects like a mirror. Walking through the boarder the building is not finished yet.
Auntie Heather is waiting for us at the exit, we will be staying with her and uncle Martin.
Outside a lot of constructions, the impression that everything needs to be captured with my camera, the humidity of the night, the streetlight and the purple colored sky giving a strange, magical atmosphere to the landscape.
Gigantic trees, massive roads sometimes poorly maintained, dark places and large illuminated crossroads as we drive through Midrand.
Then entering the estate: steel doors, hundreds of houses surrounded by a brick wall, toped by wires, separating them from the other estate.
The estate also holds a golf course.
Massive houses, of Toscan inspiration, big arches, cream concrete, geometrical shapes, bay window showing the staircase that leads to the top floor.
Kitchen and dining room are gigantic, the oven is big enough to cook food for an army.
Two living rooms, high ceilings, swimming pool and pond for Koi fish.
The palm trees are moist and the sky sparkles with stars.
The impression to be totally connected with my surrounding and at the same time completely rid of any freedom.
2.30am in Beckenham: leaving in a taxi to Heathrow.
Slept all along only waking up when we crossed Battersea bridge, and dreamt whether my passport was valid or not.
4am in Heathrow: Waiting for boarding at 6h30.
Pam and I singing “aday aday awanna damn day”.
The steward asks us who sings this. He doubts it’s prodigy.
Slept through the flight.
After landing in Amsterdam we find a note: “SL2 – On the ragga tip”.
Big smiles on our faces as we leave the plane.
Quick view of the airport and we’re on board of our plane to Johannesburg.
Our KLM plane is huge, meals are quite good and come regularly.
I sleep a bit and Pam too.
Saw some splendid landscapes when we past the south of Italy, north and central Africa.
Strangely realize I am crossing this beautiful continent.
9.30pm: Arrived in Jo’burg, magnificent paved hall that reflects like a mirror. Walking through the boarder the building is not finished yet.
Auntie Heather is waiting for us at the exit, we will be staying with her and uncle Martin.
Outside a lot of constructions, the impression that everything needs to be captured with my camera, the humidity of the night, the streetlight and the purple colored sky giving a strange, magical atmosphere to the landscape.
Gigantic trees, massive roads sometimes poorly maintained, dark places and large illuminated crossroads as we drive through Midrand.
Then entering the estate: steel doors, hundreds of houses surrounded by a brick wall, toped by wires, separating them from the other estate.
The estate also holds a golf course.
Massive houses, of Toscan inspiration, big arches, cream concrete, geometrical shapes, bay window showing the staircase that leads to the top floor.
Kitchen and dining room are gigantic, the oven is big enough to cook food for an army.
Two living rooms, high ceilings, swimming pool and pond for Koi fish.
The palm trees are moist and the sky sparkles with stars.
The impression to be totally connected with my surrounding and at the same time completely rid of any freedom.
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