We were awake until 2am last night listening to the news that Nelson Mandela died. It wasn't a shock, it was a matter of time.
Having lived in South Africa for 3 years, I've come to understand the legacy that Mandela has left behind. I read moving tributes on twitter and it was the one's from the South Africans, black and white that touched my heart.
It feels like every person is this country has lost someone close.
We were travelling in the Eastern Cape, we spent 4 days traveling the Wild Coast, driving through the Xhosa homelands. When I came down to breakfast this morning and I entered the room, there were around 50 people having their breakfast, chatting and you'd never know anything had happened. My MIL did not have the TV on this morning and she did not know that Mandela had died as no one was talking about it.
I wanted to ask 'have you heard the news?' 'Do you know Mandela is dead?' Where is the reaction, the expected out pouring of grief?
How will people respond when they return home, but I guess the people who work here are at home, how many people are actually oblivious to the news this morning?
We only have access to the Internet when we reach our hotel and the radio reception was poor today. We drove to Plettenburg Bay, no indication that Mandela was dead, we drove to Mossel Bay, ate out in a crowded and vibrant restaurant, again no indication that Mandela is dead. We put the TV on in the apartment and the BBC tell us that South Africa is in mourning, that flags are flying at half mast, that people are out in the street, celebrating his life.
That's not we are seeing on the South Coast of South Africa. Maybe news is till spreading, maybe we will feel that Mandela has died when we reach Cape Town in 4 days time. We travel north to Pretoria and home on the 15th, the day of his funeral.
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Saturday, 7 December 2013
Wednesday, 4 December 2013
Travel The Wild Coast. from Durban to Addo, Nr Port Elizabeth
We spent 3 days travelling from home to reach Addo, North of
Port Elizabeth and we did see the most amazing sites, from driving through the
homeland of the Xhosa people, where Nelson Mandela is from, and their painted houses to the rugged coast line.
Called The Wild Coast.
It’s a very long journey with an average of 7 hours a day on
the road, but it’s a must. Locals warn you of the dangers on the road, people
and animals. It is constant, from goats wandering across the roads to cattle
delaying the traffic and not just the side roads but the National roads also.
I was told in advance about the Xhosa peoples green houses,
today I’m assuming they’ve got a job lot of various shades of green paint, but
originally their houses were decorated by extracting the green from copper in
the mud.
We didn’t spend a lot of time in any of the places to
explore but what we saw from our brief stop over in Ramsgate, Coffee Bay, visit
to Port Alfred we really liked it and plan to return another time.
The coast line down here is peaceful and tranquil in terms
of activities and visitors. If you enjoy chilling out, reading, walking and
bird watching then I can’t think of a better place to visit.
Coffee Bay involved a 2 hour, return, drive on an unpaved
road for 75kms. I think they should put signs up to say ‘no pot holes for the
next 100 yards, otherwise they’re everywhere’
Thankfully the hotel was ‘All Inclusive’ as there was no
village centre or local shops, the hotel owned what appeared to be the only
Fuel station and banking facilities in the area.
Coffee Bay took its name after a ship carrying a cargo of
coffee beans was shipwrecked in 1893, some of the beans took root but none
survived the salty soil.
There is so much history to explore in regards to ship
wrecks and fascinating to discover that 8 years after the English ship The
Grosvenor sank in 1782, an expedition to find the survivors uncovered over 400
people of non-African descent living along the Mngazi River, believed to be the
remnants of various ship wreck survivors along the wild coast.
The trip to Port Alfred took us on a detour off the N2 of
around 40 minutes. We drove through a range of small villages full of bars,
restaurants, craft shops and small cheese and dairy farms, to the coast. It’s
obviously quite windy there judging by the size of the sand dunes and despite
the constant drizzle we’d had for the past 3 days, the air was warm and we took
a walk on the beach collecting shells from the Indian Ocean.
Back in the car for another 2 hours and we reached Addo,
where we are staying for 2 nights to explore the Addo Elephant national Park.
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