Catching Up

What has it been now, three weeks? I have to admit I have not been very good at updating the blog or even keeping in touch with loved ones. Sorry! More significant efforts will be made I promise.

For that reason, this entry is quite long. I have put in many more pictures to keep your attention! ha.

How is everything in your own lives? If you are on this list I am sure that I would prefer to stay in touch with you, so drop me a line anytime -- destrovision@yahoo.com. Hopefully all is well.

Also, I fixed the blog so comments can be made if you so desire (I know a couple people had mentioned they could not make comments). Okay, on to the story telling.




As the days carried on since the time of the last post, I was discouraged from updating because I did not even know where to begin in my description of the events that have occurred. The experience is already beyond all of my expectations and there is still so much more to discover.

For the most part, everyone I have met has been very friendly and accepting. Surely there is some sort of underlying stereotype that is incorporated with being an "American," but only one person has been rude to me because of where I come from.

Her name was Georgia.

OF ALL NAMES, GEORGIA!

After being introduced to her by Ari at a Student Life Magazine house party in Greenside, she turned and introduced me to someone else as "The American." I turned to her and explained that I have a name. Then I successfully pissed Georgia off even more when I told her "My little sister has the name of a city in the state of Georgia. Savannah, you ever heard of it?" :)

Shortly after the police showed up. Nobody cared, I think they even cheered. After being there for about 10 minutes with their lights on, the police turned on their sirens and filled the air. This is when I learned that here it is common for the police to do things just for show.

Being on the topic of law enforcement, I believe I can segway into crime. During my preparations I think what I found the most information on was the rampant crime rate in South Africa. From what I read it almost seemed like I might be dodging bullets on the way to class; definitely not the case. Yes, there is a slightly higher crime rate in Johannesburg than in Cleveland. However, the numbers are skewed and it is really no different. Once you know where not to go, what not to do, and how to live safely it does not become an extremely major concern. That is to say that you must of course must keep your wits about you and exercise precautions at all times. Don't go walking around alone in areas you don't know, don't flash expensive items, walk with a purpose, yada yada. Although nothing has happened to me personally(knock on wood), one of the eight students living in the International House on an exchange program from NYU did get robbed. It happened in a very interesting way.

Apparently, I was not with her or the group at the time, but she had separated from the group to go to an ATM that was within the shopping mall of Rose Bank where everyone else was shopping. While using the ATM a man was reaching over her shoulder and repeatedly telling her how to use the machine. Most likely frightened, she quickly grabbed her money, card, and receipt and high-tailed it outta there. It was not until her mother called her that she found out that someone had withdrawn a total of about 10,000 Rand (~$1,000 USD). This money was a majority of her spending money and she now is required to get a job on campus to cover expenses for the semester she is here. My deduction is that the perpetraitor has some sort of card or device that allows him to access any account from an ATM as long as he has a pin number. That would explain why he was leaning over and trying to tell her how to use the machine, so he had an excuse to be close enough to see her put in the pin. Sad.

If these criminals are intelligent enough to come up with intricate strategies, obtain the knowledge to fabricate technical devices and manipulate secured machinery in order rob people blind, why don't they have a proper occupation? Obviously, this is their occupation. But is it the best option for the people? Are these people just not able to get schooling so they have to focus their minds on advancing themselves through criminal means? What is causing this? Obviously the question can not be answered by simply living in a particular town, city, province, country, continent for only one month. More later.

Sorry I just had to get that out of the way. On a lighter note, I have been to a couple very interesting places already. Besides the little towns surrounding my university in Braamfontein -- Ammarentia, Greenside, Newtown, Melville, New Melville, Rose Bank, Linden -- I have been to a couple other venues worth noting.

Went to the Johannesburg Botanical Gardens to watch a theatre performance of Shakespeare's "Much to Do About Nothing." On campus I have watched several cricket matches at the cricket pitch. I was also able to make my way to Pretoria with Tom one weekend for a day trip. It is about 30 minutes away in a car. We did not get the chance to explore the actual city much because we spent so much time in the Voertrekker Monument and the Groenkloof Nature Reserve. The Voertrekker (Afrikaans for "pioneer") monument is a pretty impressive structure placed high atop a ridgeline. Its design and museum outlined and celebrated the history of the voertrekker's settlement of South Africa. Voertrekkers are white people. They fought many battles with existing local tribes and nations in order to claim land as their own along the way. Sound familiar? Understandably, the monument is a very controversial structure.

It has a circular apse that runs from the bottom floor up about 6 stories to the top, where you can look down on the people. After going up a circular staircase for what felt like an eternity, Tom and I reached the circular catwalk surrounding the opening. I couldn't believe it but I was scared shitless! A feeling I never had before! This feeling was beyond vertigo. My hands sweated and my heart raced as I was trying to force myself to look over the edge. It took many attempts but I did it, and the picture is below.

And here is another picture taken from within the structure

After the monument we headed to the nature reserve and went to the main area where the hiking and mountain biking(!) trails come to a head. We used our map that was provided upon payment of the entry fee to plot out a short course that ended before sunfall. Quickly we realized that the map was not too reliable! Either way, we were eventually on the top of a ridge when I spotted something in the distance out of the corner of my eye. Giraffes! One, two, three, four giraffes! Bending and pulling the tops of trees to access live vegetation, it was truly amazing. After observing for about 15 minutes we decided to push off. It was Tom's idea to turn the bend and head up the ridge a little further to get even closer to them. Finally they sprung into vision about 60 feet away! So I am shooting away, and all of the sudden I feel sharp pains in my feet. Ants. Big, small, you name it -- they were all chomping on my feet incessantly. As fast as I could put my foot down they were on me. I didn't know we would be hiking I would have worn pants and shoes!

So there I am, doing a dance trying to take pictures and slap ants off of me while trying to not scare away the family of giraffes. They were meticulously watching me and all crowding around something.... a baby! There it was, hidden by the tall grasses, it's two furry "horns" sticking straight up like a funky hairstyle. The family gathered and waited for the the baby to stand, and then they made their way into the bush. Incredible.

We also saw some other wildlife like the Helmeted Guineafowl (they have blue heads), the Blue Wildebeest, and some Springbok. Nothing compared to the giraffe family. Check out the pictures, sorry about the quality my zoom lens is poor; I might have to buy one while I am here.

Here are a couple more pictures I have taken since my arrival.




This was taken on the way to Pretoria.






These are some taken around campus.


"The Tower of Light" is located on the West Campus of Wits.
Wits bringing in a little West Palm Beach?




The workers that are doing construction on a building in West Campus
live in these structures. This is on campus near the tower.







The next two photographs were taken in the building the men are working on.













An athlete training in Wits' main stadium.





A ticket booth at one of the stadiums on campus.






One of the men's residences.


A parking lot in the northwest corner of campus.






Some "freestyle walking" pictures. South Africans have a name for it that I do not know.

You can catch a glimpse of my res in the back on the left by the trees.





I don't think he landed on his feet.







These birds are called "Haw-tee-daws."
They have to be the loudest, creepiest, most peculiar animal I have ever seen.
Notice how creepy they look peering down on me!




A wall with a light fixture.




A roof and the sky.





Cast shadows.







A classroom in the Umthombo Building.






Another classroom in Umthombo.

One day I happened to be taking pictures at dusk with my tripod when a storm rolled through. Storms quickly roll through here and are always producing large quantities of lightning strikes and rain within a very short period of time. That evening I recorded 18 lightning strikes on my picture plane. I am thinking that I will be able to get a point-of-strike photograph before I leave here.

Here are two of my current favorites from that evening.

Thanks for visiting, I hope you have enjoyed! I have had too much writing and computer work for one day. Soon I will update with everything about my program and tell the story of my short visit to the shanty town of Alexandria; doesn't that sound exciting?