Getting
around Jo'burg is a pain in the ass. Why? Well, when you design a
city with apartheid in
mind you tend to layout a series of semi self-contained areas with no
real center, notwithstanding the business district which you don't
want to visit anyway. As a result I saw more Western-style malls than
I could have anticipated (every area needs a shopping hub). I found
this to be both surprising and a little unsettling. It felt a little
like I was somewhere between Tampa and Orlando. I also spent way more
time at the mall than I am comfortable with (i.e. any time at all)
but it was a necessary evil and it did make locating camping
paraphernalia a bit more expedient.
We
first headed north to an area known as 'The
Cradle of Humankind',
a World Heritage Site swimming in ancient history. There was also
supposedly some sort of rhino
and lion park where
one can allegedly frolic with baby lions….if one were in to such an
enterprise….which I am clearly not on account of how cool I
am….which is entirely too cool for such childish endeavors.
Unfortunately, we could find no where to camp in the area. We did
locate a few bible retreats and a campsite that was inexplicably
closed. Probably just as well because we stopped there for lunch and
I almost got my ass kicked by a group of Vervet monkeys
(with their signature blue balls) seemingly hell bent on confiscating
my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. This is why feeding animals is a
terrible idea. They turn into aggressive assholes. And they purloin
sandwiches. Diabolical.

