Prawns from Mozambique
Nelson Mandela's face on pillows, wine glasses, fabrics. The African market, vendors from Mali, Cameroon, Congo, Angola. The Great Plotnik barters, the man from Mali chuckles to himself, makes sale in the rain, puddles and mud. What a long journey, 12 more hours in the air after 14 yesterday, cool summer of St. Plotniko through muggy summer in Germany to winter on the Cape, adrenaline keeps Plotnik and Ducknik awake and in motion, also prawns from Mozambique in butter and lemon, baby kingklip in cream, mussels in curry, the street food is samosas in a paper bag for 4 rand (75 cents). To cross street you press a button. The directions are in Afrikaans: "Druk Knoppie" (push button). Taxis rage from the wrong side of the road.
Sleep is very, very important now, the meter has run out.
1 Comments:
congrats for getting onto
your blog from so far away -
write lots and get some
sleep
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