Saying goodbye to Cato and hello to Chatsworth and downtown Durban
Kayleigh and I took her little twin siblings, Sandile and Ayanda, to the beach on our last weekend in Cato. At first they were terrified and wouldn’t even let us dip their feet in the water, but by the end of the day we had to drag them out of the ocean.
Cato sunsets from the top of my road
The “prisoners” next door. These three little girls who lived next to me (one isn’t pictured) were almost never let out of their house and were always waving through the wrought iron door to me or peeking out of their windows. They also pretty much exclusively wear only underwear/diapers.
My 22 year old brother Aslam rocking his Bates shirt at our goodbye dinner
The whole fam! Aslam, our older brother Mino, and Mama
Goodbye cake with Mama in our kitchen
Onto Chatsworth! Kayleigh and I both had the stomach flu when we moved into our room which doubled as the kitchen above a tattoo parlor owned by two local pro-wrestlers, Nightmare and Scooby. Coincidentally, they were two of the sweetest people we have met in SA.
Nightmare making us butter chicken for dinner, which was amazing
Potjie (pronounced poy-key) which is a traditional South African beef stew, cooked by Nightmare. I wasn’t allowed to leave the table until I sucked the marrow out of the bones (“its the best part!!”)
Trading dollars for rands — Nightmare Ink’s first dollar!
We then headed from Chatsworth to Mthulume, a more rural area. Sarah and I spent our worst night in SA in the company of 20 or so cockroaches (next to our pillows, in our clothes…) and lizards and frogs in our room before Zed agreed to let us move into a backpackers (hostel) right on the ocean, which felt like a vacation. Coincidentally, that was the night I turned 21…HBD to me.
Birthday dinner back in Durban
A man pulled up in a car next to Kayleigh and gave her free rugby tickets, which we thought were fake, but turned out the be front-row (behind the hot tubs).
It’s hard to believe that we only have one more week in Durban. On Tuesday, Sarah and Alex and I are leaving for Manguzi Hospital in northwestern SA, about 20 km from the Mozambique border. I’ll be observing in a maternity ward for three weeks, which will hopefully justify all of the class time that we’ve had in the past two months. I think everyone is starting to feel the effect of two months with the same 13 people, but we are trying our best to be gentle and kind to eachother and appreciate the short time we have left abroad.