Africa | South Africa | Gauteng | Johannesburg – Running around town…
I like Joburg.
The only problem is transport. That is, if you don’t have your own. My first days there, I’d take a taxi to get around, but that quickly adds up. Taking the african minibus taxis IS an option, but only if you know the different handsigns they use to indicate where they are going – which I didn’t as I found out when we were driving through downtown Joburg…
Seen that this time around I’d had to go to Pretoria twice to arrange some visa, I’d decided to rent a car, which turned out to be the cheapest option – provided you rent it at ‘Rent-a-wreck’. I can hear my parents thinking ‘oh my god’, but rest assured, allthoughh it was a derelict, 20 year old mazda (nevertheless with a loud alarm as some people have experienced and a starting-protection-device-thing), it has got me around town like a charm and that for not more than 10 euros a day!
In between I’ve done some lying in the sun next to the pool, a 4×4 driving course (amazing what those cars can do! not to mention what I can do!), a bit of playing golf (great courses out here – if you think of going here on a golfing holiday, let me know and it can be taken care off!), eating out and sorting out my stuff, enjoying the wonderful house of the friends I’ve been staying with in Joburg (thanks Alex&Sean!). A lazy last week in South Africa….
Which got me to catching a plane last saturday out to Bangkok (for a moment I became a hypochondriac and thought I had decompression illness – you can know too much diving theory as well! – but I’ve been checked out now and everything is fine!), followed yesterday by a marvellous flight to Kathmandu; approaching Kathmandu, the view of the majestic Himalayas in the sun was breathtaking and I could hardly believe that I’m going back into the mountains! I’m so excited, but at the same a bit nervous!
Tomorrow I’m flying to Lukla and then start trekking from there…. it means you won’t hear from me for a while again, at least a month, because luckily enough there are no internetcafes in the tiny villages deep in the Khumbu region… so don’t worry if you don’t hear from me, I’ll be back with my mountain stories around mid-december!