Sorry this has taken so long - I couldn't think of a name, and then the name I came up with was taken. No "what's in a name" for this blog...
Durban has been a whirlwind so far - this here will be short (we're heading off to the beach now), but I am very exited to have a blog, I have to post something to believe it's real.
Emma and I arrived at Durban airport on Thursday afternoon and already we've seen the strange extremes of South Africa. Thursday evening we spent wandering around the largest shopping mall of the southern hemisphere - a massive beacon of light you can see from miles off named "Gateway". I've never seen so many shops or such a huge fountain in one place (blasting up water metres upon metres into the air), it reminded me eerily of Hong Kong, that capitalist hub on the other side of the globe. All was equally immaculate and shiny. Just over twelve hours after this experience we were driving across town to Cator Manor, one of the townships on the edge of Durban, where, if your home even has a roof, it's made of corrugated iron. The purpose of the trip was to visit a small church there, "St. Saviour", to meet the children and see where they lived. It was heart-wrenching and joyous.
I do believe I have fallen in love with this country, I'm just struggling to understand it all.
Lots of love,
xHeidi
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