Strawberry Daiquiris In South Africa


After a couple of strawberry daiquiris and a month without posting I feel I have enough material to start posting again.

You should know that I finally racked up enough courage to cross the border into South Africa... ahhh the land of milk and honey.

This is not true.

South Africa is a violent vicious place, where any indication that you are not a local marks you out for mugging and blatant xenophobic intolerance.

Why just the other day, when I had at last mustered enough courage to use public transport, i got into a bus and sat beside a wizened old fella I felt safe beside him. That is, until I opened my mouth. 

I asked him what the fare was and he replied in a series of clicks and grunts.

I gave him a blank stare.

And indicated by gesturing to my ears that I did not speak the language.

Dear reader, I cannot begin to describe to you the look of disdain that flashed across the toothless man’s face, only to be replaced by unbridled disgust.

Flashing out lip-gloss and calmly applying it did not seem to help my case with him, for he gave me the up and down and just as calmly turned to his travel buddy, clicking and gesturing in my direction animatedly whilst his partner proceeded to give me an oh so withering look over his shoulder.

I was unphased.



Even the beggars on the street do not take nonsense.
Why just the other day, one came up to me while I was waiting for the taxis and told me exactly how much he wanted from me.
She said, “Give me R5,” pointing at my bag.

I did not have that much change and was a bit put off so I shook my head, he would not leave, he encroached even more into my personal space and brought out a form with a list of signatures of other people who had given him R5 or more!
So that he would leave me alone, I counted out R3 in coins and gave him, he was not too happy and after waiting a few more seconds he moved on.

I am not sure how I am going to take to this place. A part of me feels like a rejected limb... bring in the medics!

Comments

  1. What hurts the most is; when these foreigners are in our land _ we treat them so well. Im done being nice to Chinese people; they dont deserve my smile and politeness; they treat me like shit and next time I'm in Zim and come across Chinese people they shall feel my wrath.. LOL * I have no wrath

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  2. kusina amai hakuendwi......

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  3. Hey gurl so you've traveled to South Africa! though i CAN NOT in the least understand what's it's like going to a country that was once ravaged by aparthied, and other such negativities, i can say that people will be cold no matter where in the world you are from, part may be because they had a harsh life and are emotionally scared by that and therefore are not the most pleasant people, or they see you as a threat because your a confidence and beauty.

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