Daily Report

Originally written and published on the day itself.

The staff at the High School in the township was really charmed by my visit, as some of them even had seen me on television a few weeks ago. Shumi’s son Charles, teacher at the High School, showed me around, until Shumi dropped me off in Stellenbosch.

I was picked up from the center of Stellenbosch, by my next hostess Carla Husselmann, who took me along to her family home in Somerset West. Here I joined them at their dinner, together with some of their friends.

Carla is a journalist herself and is currently a writer at a content provider for the internet. She found this website when I was in the far north of Europe and never expected me to come down south that fast.

After dinner Carla took me to a party at a friends’ house in Stellenbosch, where it was crowded from the kitchen to the living room and music was played from a ghetto blaster. Interesting to count how many people were not drunk, it wasn’t much, but it was fun.

After that party we mostly all ended in At The Life, a crammed full dancing in town, but remarkable of its simplicity and its deejay who sits cross-legged behind curtains waiting for Buddha himself. Or was it the alcohol that took control of him?

It was a fascinating day. One hour I walk through a township and the end of the day I seem to be at the other edge of our planet.

Night night!