Third Stop Was South Africa
Sat down on another super duper long flight on a voyage to Johannesburg, South Africa.
We make it to the illustrious South Africa and meet up with my aunties Husband, Rubani. On our way to the hotel, I noticed a lot of construction around the entire area we were passing. We stayed at the Michelangelo Hotel, which was so grand and lush.
The next day we had a private tour around Johannesburg. We learned of the current and past state of South Africa, which is similar to America’s history. The Apartheid ended in 1994, which was only 23 years ago. You could see the divide between white and blacks and inevitably meant the divide between the rich and the poor.
While passing through the slums we were told that they still didn’t have plumbing systems. They still didn’t have a great water distribution system. They still didn’t have a garbage removal service. Trash just piled and piled.
It was just crazy to see. In America, you see hate, racism, and large gaps between the rich and poor, but it was very different In Johannesburg. The inhumane ways people are forced to live to this day is seen and there has been little progress. It’s scary to see everything at face value rather than having to search and get different people’s opinions on the matter. In America, you kind of have to force people to understand what it is that you go through day to day, but in South Africa, you cannot hide from the harsh realities much like many Americans can.
After Johannesburg, we traveled to the beautiful Capetown, where water stretched the town. Boats, people, music, and twinkling lights. It was a drastic change from Johannesburg. Capetown is literally Europe with a sprinkle of Africa. Isn’t that insane.
