Welcome To Africa

Here we are again another 3 am start to drive down to the airport, this is my final escapades across the colonies (for now anyway) and Im' ending big with six months volunteering in South Africa. Upon arriving at the airport i met my fellow travelers at Neros and we departed for the adventure. It felt wired to be the oldest and most experienced traveler in the group, thinking back it made such a change to the first time i left home for a foreign land. The flight as per usual was uneventful. Etihad was a disappointment no hot towel, only one meal and fat annoying families who just wont shut up about wanting to get off the plane, if you wont to get off so badly love ill be more than happy to assist you in your wish. Eventually we arrived in South Africa. Getting off the plane i was not hit my a wave of heat or a hectic airport in fact it was quite tame, we found our driver with no hitches and made it too the hostel with not so much as a pop shot fired. Maybe the subdued nature of the city had something to do with it been 5.30 in the morning. Eventually we began our arrival briefing getting the usual quick history of the country and essential information before a shopping break and lunch before back to the hard graft of learning a country culture in an afternoon. No problem. The 8^th was a more interesting day with a trip to Soweto, the Birth place of modern South Africa, quite literally. Soweto is was the home town for both nelson Mandela and bishop Desmond tutu, as well as the sight of a high school protest gone wrong which kick started the revolution. After such an intense day I found a bar in which to experience some of the countries finest beverages and spend my last night with the Lattitude folks before starting my placement. But the bar wasn’t another for these guys who proceeded to through me a party back at the door. Good job the place was empty as this went on for a while.  After the previous night a 6am start wasn’t too appreciated but it had to be done take catch my plane in time. However for one the plane ride was quite enjoyable, catching a tinny plane from Jo’burg (a Jetstream if you must know) I had about an hrs flight looking out of the window before landing at Pietermaritzburg airport, basically one hanger with a friendly chap to greet you off the plane and make sure you don’t walk into any propellers.