Južno Afriška Republika / SOUTH AFRICA

Our path lead us to our 7^th destination on our African journey, THE REPUBLIC OF SOUTH AFRICA. Country of 47 millions of people and 11 official languages. Let’s mention just few of them: Zulu, Afrikaans (language that came from Dutch, spoken by white Afrikaaners - mostly of Dutch, German and French ancestry), Xhosa (as most bantu languages is a tonal language, spoken with clicks),…

First european settlement in South Africa was established in 17^th century by Dutch people. South Africa was later a British colony and it achieved its political independence in 1961 when it was declared as a republic.

When The Afrikaner National Party was elected in 1948 started a huge excluding of non-whites from having any political or economical power. Era of Apartheid: between 1948 and 1994. During this time the government categorised everyone into one of 4 major ethnic groups: Africans (native or bantu - blacks), coloured, Asian or white. If there was any people who opposed the government, the latter would answer with volence. There were massacres and murders of political activists. African National Congress as an organisation which opposed the racist legislation was at that time very important. Many leaders of ANC were arrested, imprisoned for a very long time. The one that we all know was Nelson Mandela. Becouse of his movement against Apartheid he was imprisoned for 27 years! He was a former president of South Africa, 1st one who was democrativelly elected when apartheid ended in 1994.

South Africa is most developed country on our way, everything seems like in Europe, roads are really good, in towns you have scyscrapers, shopping malls…except when you go out of the city you may see suburbs with barracs where people live without water and electricity. Although the latter they steal. We’ve seen whole net of wires connected to the main  electrical wiring. If there is anyone killed while doing that, no problem…it’s done for the masses in the slum J..am joking of course…not that funny…About a quarter of the population is unemployed and lives on less than US$ 1.25 a day and besides poverty and racial inequalities (in 1995 the average white household earned four times as much as the average black household, in 2000 the number wnet up to six times more) South Africa is challenged to fight big percentage of HIV/AIDS infection (20% of population), big crime rate and corruption. Official statistics show that 52 people are murdered every day in South Africa. The reported number of rapes per year is 55,000. Very sad to hear that it is estimated that a woman born in South Africa has a greater chance of being raped than learning how to read. I could go on with the highest incidences of child and baby rape in the world…but I will just stop myself and try to show you beautiful sides of this interesting country.

With not a lot of time left, me and Simona needed to take a van from Maputo in Mozambique to South Africa. With us we also had our friend Ivory who left Mozambique because his African dad died in SA. The easiest and fastest way to go to South Africa (SA) was through Swaziland. Of course it would be great to also explore culture of Swaziland, their interesting tribes of Zulu, Bantu and Swazi people. Their King Mswati III has by now 14 wives. King is expected to marry a woman from every clan in order to cement relationships with each part of Swaziland. Quite interesting country, isn’t it? But we are going to explore it next time. So, we were sitting in the van, Ivory and Simona sitting by the driver in front, and I was squeezed between 3 women at the back. The journey was long, but the scenery and music in my ears were never boring We didn’t need any transit visa when we entered the country of Swaziland. People in the border offices were really nice, but again they didn’t know where Slovenia is. Like many times before we started to laugh and said that we come from country of LOVE …sLOVEnia, ahahha…they gave us a stamp in passport and we were free to go…We never worried too much about money currency…we always go with a flow…so we thought like many times before, that we can change Mozambique meticais without a problem on the border…and btw, we had quite a big amount of money, coz we were sure we will buy few clothes and crafts in Mozambique, but this country surely was not cheap J and besides that Ivory told us that we can’t change Mozambique currency in SA,..huu, nice to hear that, ahhaha…..what are we going to do with all this money then??…we decided to just wait what happens…We entered Swaziland when our driver stopped the van for us to go to the toilet and to have a little snack…there was a little place to take away coffee and some sandwiches…we took coffee and bread, wanted to pay with meticais or dollars, but that woman said that they don’t take this money…mmm…we wanted to return coffee and bread…and then she just said: “it’s ok, just go..u’ll pay whenever u come back”…we told her that we don’t know when will that be… nut she said it’s ok….that was a really beautiful gesture of hers…this is one of the reasons why I love African people so much…they are still human, they help when needed, they understand, they are not robots….We all jumped back into the van and started to drive through Swaziland, country which is a little bit smaller than Slovenia, with 1.2 million of people…We passed through it quite quickly…when we came to our exit point there was an officer very interested where do we come from, what do we do here and where did we travel so far…as we are quite good in joking with people, he liked us at the spot and told us that we need to move to Swaziland, that he will give us a house and a land J….Thank you very much, but not this time, hahahaa…now we just want to go to South Africa…although never say never  ….what do you know what life brings you in the future :)..the next step we need to do is to enter SA…Simona had no problems, but I needed to wait a bit, coz again they just didn’t know if our country is actually on planet Earth J….Simona was laughing at me, she said she will leave me there…but as we are sharing the same van, ahaha…..she’ll just have to wait … No visa required for Slovenians for staying in the country to three months…the same for most nationalities…but interesting thing is that Simona got a stamp to stay in the country for a month and I got it for two months…so Simona, I’ll just stay here for another month, ahhaha…the same thing happened to us already when entering Kenya…by what criteria do they decide whether to let you in for a month or two or three?…only Africans know

After all day of driving in a van we finally arrived to Durban, busiest port in Africa. This place is huge, developed, traffic is chaotic, people running around like ants, hostels are nice, with soap in the bathroom :), many types of good food, fast food, big fruit markets, take aways,..everything you desire…but unfortunately not what we desired ..to stay in a cemented jungle after all this beautiful nature and simple kind of life with local people, just wasn’t fun anymore…everything got really expensive and hard to breathe…we were somehow disappointed and lost….when we stepped off the van, we had no idea where we are, where to go…we also didn’t have any local currency (Rand), and we were really hungry…so we asked few people if they can help us with info about cheap places to sleep….some just walked away…some were trying to help but didn’t really pay attention and were talking another language…finally some guy told us which direction to go to find a hotel….we went there by foot…and called a taxi from there to take us to another place, coz this one we could not afford…..but we were really lucky…we decided to go to Nomad’s place, the best place to go to…why?…becouse of great people working there…and as we slept in a dorm, we had great roommates…it was kind of strange somehow because in one place we met so many great people….first let me mention stuff of this place…Dean, Odie, both working by the reception, and owner of the place..and Lionel who is a security guy…when I couldn’t sleep we were talking outside about many things, shared a cup of tea …..it really felt like home….and at Nomad’s we met great people from all over the world…Patrik from Switzerland who is traveling through Africa with his recording device and records different sounds of nature, city noise, he is making interviews, great stories he wants to tell people…we had a great time with him..he also helped us with our Mozambique currency coz after SA he went to Mozambique (Jag saknar dig. Nous espérons vous voir bientôt) …we got friends also with a guy from Durban, his name is Nick…he is a bioenergetic, reiki master…what a coincidence, he was there when we needed him :)…..why?…becouse Simona got sick again…on the first day we went to a shopping centre nearby to eat something and in the moment when food arrived on the table, she became so weak, her heart was bumping like crazy, she got pale…and I thought she will just fall down…she drank loads of water…I kindly asked the waiter to leave the food on the table, that we will come back, coz I needed to take Simona on the toilet…she didn’t know whether she will throw up or not…this was a beginning of our SA journey…not the best one, but we needed to go to doctor to see what was going on…Next ten days Simona was lying in a hostel and rarely went out …we went in the hospital…they checked her blood and did malaria test and as everything was ok, we went home…The next day she had the same attack so we went back to hospital…they took her in, gave her infusion and did many tests….she felt so weak, lying there on the bed in a room full of other people…she wanted for me to stay there with her, to hold her hand and massage her feet as she felt so cold…I was surprised because the more I massaged her feet, hands…she just didn’t warm up….weird…what’s wrong with her blood circulation …we were talking there, trying not to make a big deal out of the situation…when she started to cry….she didn’t know what was wrong with her and she wanted so much to be with her family….but soon after that, we were laughing so much, that I needed to close the curtain around her bed coz doctors would surely think she is healthy as ever, haahaa….Simona, it was just not your end…not even close….you have still so many things to do in your life, we will not let you go just like that, girl

We went back to our hostel where our friends, that we just met, were really nice to Simona…they were visiting her in the room, asking her if she needs anything, making her laugh….so there were times when me and Patrik or Nick came into her room and we just sat, talked and laughed…me and Nick also danced for her, ahhahaa….everything is recorded by our sick sister, hahaha…

On Saturday morning Simona, Nick and I went on a nearby open market where they were selling gemstones from all over Africa and Zulu jewelry and many other African things. Such a trip for your eyes :)…everything in such great colours…

When Simona got a little better we went to uShaka marine world to see big aquariums. UShaka Seaworld is the 5th largest aquarium in the world with 32 tanks totaling 17,500 cubic meters of water. The sea creatures found in the aquarium range from small sea horses all the way through to sharks and dolphins. A day spent there was great, I could just sit there on the benches inside that old wreck watching sea creatures passing by that window all day long….such a peaceful feeling…..poor animals trapped inside for people to watch them….hmm…I’m sure they would prefer freedom…

Time was running out so we needed to leave Durban…first we wanted to take a flight to Cape Town, our next destination from where we had flight back to Europe, but my credit card didn’t go through…later a lady called me from my bank that they don’t have an agreement between banks of my country and SA…ok, no problem, then we will catch a bus…not just a normal bus, but Buzz bus, hop-on hop-off, door-to-door backpacker bus service…which means they pick you up at your hostel…and leave you at your reserved hostel wherever you go…and whole route is touristically guided…we had a very funny driver, ahaha…we were three of us sitting in a bus in the beginning and he was telling us things in a very funny way, he was trying to lift us up, he was almost singing about which building are we passing by, which damn, which part of big South Africa…as it is divided to many provinces…trip was nice and comfortable…..maybe too comfortable for me and Simona, ahha…we just weren’t used of such traveling…watching the scenery passing by is always fun for me…so many different environments passed by….there were places with little huts…later on colourful little houses…then area with a forest similar to ours…then dry land …then ranch like places with lots of cattle and horses…and the environment was so similar to ours in a time of autumn….colourful trees and many conifers which we didn’t see in any country before…the good thing about traveling with Buzz bus was that we’ve seen almost every bay along the way to Cape Town, because we were stopping wherever people wanted to be picked up…so nevertheless we didn’t have time to see this country’s best spots, we’ve seen quite a few while traveling on this bus to Cape…

Trip took us 2 days, we made 1750 km, of course we needed to sleep in between in Port Elizabeth….but finally we arrived to Cape Town, amazing city…Warm. Wise. Beautiful. Moody. The Mother City. Cape Town has a personality to match every visitor and their every mood. The old part of town, City Bowl has the most spectacular city centre location in the world - at the foot of Table Mountain. Here is so many things that you can do, so there is no way this city could leave you cold. You can climb the Table Mountain, watch the Sun set and full Moon rise from the top of Lion’s head, swim, check nemo aquariums, walk through Gardens, see penguins in Simon’s town, learn to surf, Whale watch in False Bay, go to Vineyards …and so much more… here you can find huge African markets with tribal masks from all over the continent, with gemstones of any colour, carvings, zulu jewelry made out of beads…

Cape Town. Temperatures were not high anymore as in this month here is wintertime and we are now far from equator…they have seasons here like in our country, just in opposite timing. When we arrived it was raining and it was quite cold…we switched 2 hostels, 1^st one was not good coz the receptionist was so rude and didn’t want to take in also Italian family with a little kid that we’ve been traveling with, and the 2^nd one was too cold and too loud…so we found a nice place in the city center where we were going to spend our last days…Simona is still feeling bad, so she decides to stay in dormitory, and I went out to check the place a little bit and to see a doctor, I had an infection of a little finger on my foot :)…Long Street, the main street through Cape Town city centre is very interesting and colourful..you can meet people from all over the world, everything is very alive, African markets, coffee shops, open markets… wherever you go you can see great Table Mountain….beautiful… The next day we took a city trip on a double-decker red bus..hahaha..being turistical can be fun when u have no energy to run around on your own :)…we’ve seen all parts of Cape Town, Sea point, Green point, Waterfront, Table mountain from closer…after 2 days staying in Cape Town, Simona had to leave…she had a flight back…huhh, quite weird feeling for me actually…I was so used to spend each day with her for the last half a year….when I escorted her on the airport, we were quite late..and indian taxi driver was driving like a madman, ahaha..and we were laughing at the back…and I just said to him: “u can go slowly, no problem, she can also miss the flight!”..hahaha….but ya, we finally arrived to the airport…checked her in…and then what…time to say goodbye??…hmm….sad and happy feeling at the same time…to have such luck to share this trip with such a great person, it was like I won the lottery…we hugged each other, looked at each other….and just started to cry ….and laugh….and cry again, ahhaha….and cry again….and she had to leave  ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

I went slowly back to my taxi guy who was waiting for me for an hour…..and with mixed emotions I went back to town….in front of me was still a week on my own……I was walking around the city, trying to find last few things to bring to my people at home….and one day when I was going out of a cyber cafe I met an interesting guy from Zimbabwe, his name is Jo…he can see through people, and knows their life story without knowing them :)…walking through the streets knowing who will make a suicide today is quite a responsible thing to know….he is a guy who helps people a lot ….as I said, I met an interesting man…..I was telling him I would love to climb Table mountain, although I had no physical condition at that time….and he said mmm, wait, this is also on my list of things to do this year, haahaa…I can go with you, ahaha….so we agreed that the next day we go up there below the sky he said it’s just one hour walk to get to the top…so we took a van to get to the bottom of the mountain…everything was green, the wind was blowing a bit….and we started to walk uphill…for next 3 hours!!..hahaha…I must say it was not that easy, we were taking it slowly…and we talked with other people from all over the world a lot…we were all out of breath, laughing, enjoying the view….and started to put on extra pullovers and jackets, coz it was getting colder and colder, windier and windier….when we came to the top, it was all worth it!..the view from up there is magnificent…you can see all the way to Cape point, the southwestern part of Africa,  we could see 12 Apostols, Devil’s peak and Lion’s head…all parts of Cape Peninsula on the Southwestern tip of the African continent - is unquestionably one of the most beautiful places in the world.

As the cable to go down was closed because of the strong wind, we had to go down also by foot….down it was also hard to go, coz the knees just hurted a lot..if u imagine a neverending stairway down the hill :)…..me and Jo loved to spend time together, we had really good conversations about the world we live in, about reality and truth of this world …so the last few days we spent together….otherwise I was going on my own to African cinema called Labia, with very quality movies for a reasonable price….so I went there three times in the evenings and I’ve seen some really good movies…(I’ve loved you so long - about a woman who spent last 15 years in the prison ..now as she is released she needs to interact with people around her..very interesting….the next one was Kymatica - about evolution of human consciousness, you can watch it here: http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/kymatica/)

After few days spent on my own in the southern part of Africa continent, it also came time for me to leave…..last wave and goodbye my dearest place and great adventures and people that we met along our African journey….but for me life journey had just well begun….this is just the beginning of my so called LIFE….there is no time, no space…I will just see where life takes me….am looking forward to it…it is an unknown mistery, that’s why so interesting and challenging…only with listening to my HEART I can achieve great things…and so can you…we are all explorers on our own journey…there will be times when we cross paths with friends and foes, times when we hold hands and conquer obstacles together, but most importantly times when we just keep going it alone……journey continues…

“I haven’t a clue as to how my story will end. But that’s all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, you don’t conclude that the road has vanished. And how else could we discover the stars?”
Nancy Willard

look up at the perfect skies and close your eyes,

With love,

eva

“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”
- Chris McCandless (Into The Wild)

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Še vedno smo v malem busku in drvimo iz Maputa proti Swazilandu. Tole državico bova nažalost le prevozili, čeprav naju zelo mika, da bi jo bolje raziskali. Vse revije jo prikazujejo kot čudovito in zelo prijazno državo. In že na meji je občutiti to prijaznost z uradniki. Še sreča, da ni treba plačati tranzitne vize :) Toda zopet naju malce zadržijo, saj ne vedo kje je Slovenija!?? Oh ja, zdaj sva tega že navajeni, zato se raje začneva kar hecat in rečeva, da prihajava iz države ljubezni (Country of Love) ha ha ha  Z Evo si že na Swaziland-ski strani zaželiva kave in nekaj za prigrizek, toda imava le Mozambiške meticals ali dolarje. Na mejnem prehodu ni menjalnice in tudi nikjer ni tistih, ki menjajo na črno. Ups, kaj bova storile s toliko Mozambiškega denarja? Pravijo, da se ga v Južni Afriki ne da zamenjati!!! Toda Ivory pravi, da se ga da v nekaterih bankah zamenjati, tako da se nekoliko pomiriva. Če pa se ne bo dalo pa se bova morali vrniti v Mozambik ha ha… Hiteči prodajalki za kavo in kruh ponudiva meticals in jih zavrne, nato ji ponudiva dolarje in jih tudi zavrne! Ja kaj naj zdaj, naj vrneva kavo in kruh, ker pač nimava južno afriškega denarja? Stvari vrneva nazaj, toda prodajalka se premisli in pravi, da naj kar vzameva in to brez plačila. Čeprav njen obraz ni bil prijazen se mi zdi, da je ta prijaznost kar spontano prišla iz nje. Za zamišljenim in hitečim obrazom se je skrivala dobra dušica. Vzameva kavo in kruh, ter ji nato pomolim še preostali bankovec dolarja. Ne vem, če si bo z njim lahko kako pomagala, kako bo z menjavo v banki, toda sigurno ga bo lahko prodala na črnem trgu.

Swaziland občudujeva le skozi okno. Ivory mi dela družbo na sprednjem sedežu, od kjer je širok razgled na vse strani in zopet pripoveduje zanimive zgodbe iz njegovega življenja. Voznik pa je nekoliko zadržan in vidim, da rabi nekaj več časa, da se bo navadil name in spoznal da nisem nikakršen beli bav bav ha ha

Pot nas vodi v hribe in narava me v enem trenutku spominja na Slovenske Haloze, le da manjkajo še vinogradi. In kaj hitro smo zopet na drugi strani meje, meje z Južno Afriko. Tale državica je res majhna skoraj primerljiva s Slovenijo. Obsega 17.362 km2 površine ter ima 1.185.000 milijona prebivalcev. No ja, malce pa smo večji in tudi številčnejši od nje:) Ob izhodu iz države se uradnik zopet zadrži pri naju in morava stopiti iz vrste ter na stran. Zelo je radoveden kje je ta Slovenija in kako zgleda, kaj delava tu, od kje potujeva itd. Takoj ga očarava in že drugi stavek je, da naj se kar preseliva v Swaziland :), da nama bo on dal zemljo in hišo. Zelo zelo prijazno in gostoljubno, toda trenutno nimava te želje, saj sva namenjeni v Južno Afriko.

V vstopu v Južno Afriko zopet ista pesem. Z Evo stopiva vsaka k svojemu okencu in mene uradnica kaj preveč ne zadržuje ter kar hitro da tisto potrebno štampiljko v potni list. Evo pa zopet nekaj masirajo in sprašujejo. Jaz jo čakam zunaj in poškilim v sobo, da preverim, kje je. Eva me pokliče in reče:« ej Simonc dej prit sem, ker spet neki težijo in mi nočejo dat štampiljke, ker morajo prej preveriti kje je Sloveniji.« Ha ha malce ji ponagajam in rečem, ok ti kr ostani tam jaz pa grem naprej pa pa :)  Toda vse se je srečno končalo, za državo Slovenski državljani ne potrebujemo vize do bivanja do treh mesecev. Čeprav nama ni bilo jasno zakaj sem jaz dobila štampiljko, da sem v državi lahko le en mesec, Eva pa kar dva ha ha… po kakšnem ključu izbirajo koliko časa bo kdo v dražvi, mi čedalje bolj postaja jasno: simpatičnost, beli zobje, širok nasmeh, velikost in prijaznost ha ha ha da ne bo kdo tega resno jemal

In končno smo od celodnevne vožnje le prispeli v Durban, veliko betonsko mesto, z visokimi stolpnicami in hrupnim prometom. Velika razlika od vsega prej. Postanem kar malce otožna in izgubljena. Nato sprašujeva kje je kakšno prenočišče in vsi se nama zdijo zelo neprijazni ali pa res nevedo. Odkimavajo z glavo ali pa celo gredo kar mimo. Tole pa je že mestno obnašanje ja ja… Ne najdeva ne taksija, ne pametnega mimoidočega, ki naju bi pravilo usmeril. Končno naju le nekdo usmeri proti hotelu, seveda zelo dragemu in razkošnemu, saj da najin videz vedeti,da sva beliki in turistki, ki imata veliko denarja. Ah ja, greva v hotel in tam osebje povprašava, če nama lahko pomagajo. Prijazna receptorka je poklicali taksi, da naju je zapeljal do hostla, ki je bil nekoliko odmaknjen od središča mesta. Zelo prijazno osebje, čisto druga pesem kot prej v središču mesta. Ustrežljivo osebje nama razkaže hostl, povedo vse potrebne informacije o mestu in so nama vedno na razpolago. Naporna pot je zanama in obe sva zelo utrujeni. Odpraviva se v najbljižji center s trgovinami in restavracijami, da dava še kaj v želodček. Veliko razkošje, sam blišč, ljudje hitijo po nakupih, sedijo na kavi in čvekajo ter naju preskenirajo od glave do pete, saj ne paševa po zunanjem izgledu v ta prostor. Ja pač nimava lepih oblekic, imava take, ki so nama najbolje služile na šestmesečni poti čez Vzhodno Afriko. Ko že naročiva najino hrano in se vsedeva za mizo, kar naenkrat začutim hitrejše bitje srca. Sprva ne dajem velike pozornosti oz. si ne želim delati prevelike panike. Toda to se ne ustavi, bitje zdaj čutim po celem telesu, nabijanje srca buta iz vratne žile, prsnega koša, vse močneje, da se mi telo začne tresti. Nasproti gledam Evo in jo prosim če mi prinese še pijače, saj sem moj liter in pol popila na dušek. Čisto zmedena sploh nevem kaj naj naredim… postajam vse šibkejša in občutek imam, da me bo zmanjkalo. Postanem čisto bleda in slabost je nemogoča. Ne že spet!!!! Od kje zdaj to!!! Je malarija, je zopet bronhitis ali kaj tretjega!!! Pijem kot zmešana, oči postajajo težke in vse težje tudi diham!!! Raje ne bom vsega opisovala do potankosti, ker verjamem, da niste zdravniki, da bi vi vedeli kaj mi je. Povedala bi rada le to, da kaj takega v življenju še nisem doživela in vseh nadaljnih deset dni je bilo zame pravi boj same s sabo ….Takoj sva odšle v bolnico, kjer so naredili različne preiskave, tudi test za malarijo in vse je pokazalo da je ok. Popolnoma sem zdrava in krvna slika je čudovita, zato grem lahko domov in sva tudi šle. Kaj drugega mi ni preostalo. V hostlu grem direktno v posteljo in se pokrijem z dvema kovtroma in dvema dekama, oblečena sem v nogavice, hlače in pulover, pa me je še vedno treslo od mraza! Vse je kazalo kot, da gre za malarijo, saj je mrzlica značilna pri tej bolezni. Nekako se nato le umirim in utrujenost pripomore k temu da zaspim. Zjutraj je vse skupaj nekoliko bolje. Toda napad se je popoldne zopet ponovil, zato sva odšle nazaj v bolnico, kjer sem zopet doživljala čudne reakcije mojega telesa. Ko čakam v dolgi vrsti na zdravnico, nasproti mene gledam kako neka ženska težko diha in ji dajejo kisik, pripeljejo zopet drugega bolnika, ki vpije in se duši ter kriči, obrnem pogled na stran, ter mimo pripeljejo verjetno mrtvega človeka, vsaj tako je zgledalo… pritisk v meni je vse večji in ne morem si več, da ne bi zajokala… v tem trenutku bi najraje bila doma, da bi bili ob meni vsi tisti, ki jih imam najraje, pa če to pomeni, da je to zadnjič ko jih vidim…Tam sva preživeli celo popoldne vse do poznega večera, dali so mi infuzijo, slikali pljuča, naredili ekg, ter zopet ponovili celotno krvno sliko. Ležim na postelji, ter infuzija teče v žilo, okrog mene so še drugi bolniki vsak za nekaj drugega. Evo prosim, da naj ostane z menoj in naj me drži za roko. Masira mi moje ledene noge, saj je celo telo kot bi bilo podhlajeno. Eva je edina, ki mi vliva upanja in me bodri s pozitivnimi mislimi. V tem trenutku sploh nevem ali ji verjamem ali ne, vem le, da je vseeno lepo poslušati nekoga ob sebi, ga imeti ob sebi in vse drugo sploh ni važno. V tem trenutku je važna prijaznost in toplina, Evina prisotnost, da veš, da imaš nekoga, ki mu ni vseeno, vse materialne stvari pa izgubijo pomen.

Zdravniki res ne vedo kaj naj z menoj, pravijo, da lahko ostanem v bolnici če takoj plačam 400 EUR-ov in pač kolikor časa bom tam mi bodo računali, ostalo razliko pa mi bodo vrnili nazaj. V tistem trenutku je nemogoče, da dam toliko denarja. In tudi če pomislim, kako mi lahko še pomagajo če ne vedo kaj mi je, je bolje da odideva nazaj v hostel, kjer se nato vsak dan borim, da preživim ha ha Smeh in prisotnost osebja v hostlu ter prijatelja Patrika in Nika mi zelo pomaga. Vsi mi dajejo upanja in skrbijo zame kot da sem njihova. Eva je zopet angelček, ki poskrbi, da vsak dan vsaj nekaj pojem in da mi je udobno. Podrobno ne bom opisovala vsega, saj lahko napišem par listov o vsem kar sem doživljala. Bilo mi je hudo, saj sva imeli še veliko planov, kaj vse si želiva videti in doživet. Južna Afrika je tudi čudovita država, zelo barvita in narava je tako zelo privlačna. Očitno me življenje želi naučiti, da moram poslušati sebe, upoštevati tudi telo v katerem sem ha ha Vse se zgodi z razlogom, pravim, in vem, da tudi ta izkušnja oz. preizkušnja je z razlogom. Mogoče tega še ne vidim v tem trenutku, ker se preveč oklepam simptomov, toda verjamem, da se bo na koncu vse razjasnilo. Ležim v postelji, na pogradu, se pravi drugi štuk :) in zvita v klopčič ter zrem skozi okno, skozi katerega me boža toplo sonce. Sprašujem se zakaj vse to, kaj je to ali bo vse uredu? Na vejo prileti golobček in gruli. Tako lepo ga je opazovati. Kmalu zatem prileti še eden, ki mu dela družbo le za kratek čas. Nato odleti, ter drugi ostaja in ostaja, na drobni vejici sedi in gleda v moje okno. Vsak premik, ki ga naredim ga pozorno opazuje, ter premika glavo, da lahko gleda enkrat z enim očesom drugič z drugim. Zaspim od utrujenosti in ko me zopet predrami sonček se ozrem skozi okno in tam je še vedno golobček, ki ni zatisnil očesa. Občutek je bil tak, kot da me nekdo resnično opazuje in pazi name. V tem trenutku mi je ptiček postal prijatelj. In verjela sem, da res pazi name in da bo z menoj vse vredu. Solza steče po licu in z mislimi potujem domov: »Kako bi zdaj rada objela vse moje doma in tudi psa.« ha ha in vem, da jih kmalu tudi bom!

In prvič sem dojela, da se včasih sploh ni potrebno premakniti, ter da ti ljudje in stvari kar same od sebe prihajajo. In teden dni preživet v hostlu je bil zelo zanimiv. Spoznali sva Patrika iz Švice, ki že skoraj celo življenje potuje in je že drugič na potovanju po Afriki. Tudi njega je prevzela in pravi, da jo je zanimivo raziskovati, sploh iz njegovega načina, saj snema zvoke Afrike. S seboj ima mali diktafon v katerega zabeleži zanimive pogovore, odmeve, zvoke narave in mimoidočih itd. In on je tudi najin rešitelj za vse tiste mozambiške meticals ha ha Prosile sva ga če mu jih lahko prodava in on nama da južno afriške rande. Bil je zelo prijazen in nama je prošnjo tudi z veseljem uresničil. Hvala Patrik! Nik pa je druga oseba, ki je bodrila nad menoj. Je iz Južne Afrike ter se ukvarja z bioenergijo in reiki-jem. Vsak dan je preveril če sem še živa ha ha mal mi je s svojimi šalami hotel dati upanja, da bi verjela, da bo vse ok. In verjamem, da je vse pomagalo, samo da se je nekaj dogajalo okrog mene, da sem imela res občutek, da sem še tu. Z Evo sta mi tudi zaplesala na Golici in smeh je kar odmeval vsepovsod.

In ker sem si tako zelo močno želela, da v Južni Afriki nakupim tudi kamne je tudi ta oseba prišla direktno v najino sobo in jaz sem lahko izbirala kar iz postelje. Res neverjetno, toda še en dokaz kako močne so lahko misli in resnične želje.

Bil je čas, da se počasi premakneva proti Cape Townu, saj mojega leta nisem mogla prestaviti oz. bi se dalo z veliko doplačila. S prva gledava če je možna letalska povezava Durban-Cape Town, kar bi nama prišparalo časa in tudi denarja. Toda nažalost ga ni. Zato se morava odpraviti kar z busom, kar nama bo vzelo dva dni celodnevne vožnje! Odločili sva se za Buzz Bus, ki je za turiste in te pobere kjer želiš ter zapelje do željenega mesta. Moči imam premalo, da bi šle na lokalni bus. Vem, da bi lahko s tem prišle v eni vožnji brez postanka, toda zopet bi bilo treba nositi vso to težko prtljago, vzeti taksi itd… Buzz Bus naju zgodaj zjutraj ob peti uri pobere, ter se odpravimo ob obali navzdol. Z Evo se smejiva vozniku, saj je prav smešen s svojim razlaganjem, ter točnim urnikom postankov, kje, kdaj bo kosilo, koliko časa bo pavza, tudi za lulat itd. Vse točno natančno splanirano joj joj…v šestih mesecih potovanja nisva doživeli takega luksuza in udobja… Med potjo se je voznik oglašal po zvočniku in govoril mimo katere stavbe gremo, kraja in kaj je tu posebnega. S svojim glasom je skušal biti smešen. Midve sva se vseeno smejali, saj nama je bilo to tako tuje in seveda hkrati smešno. Prej potovati na odprtem kamionu, se pogajati za ceno, zdaj pa naju nosijo po rokah…

In kljub temu, da si nisva mogli vzet časa, da bi obiskali Zulu land in pleme Zulu, ter raziskati vse kotičke te dežele, se je izplačalo potovati z Buzz Busom. Ta naju je popeljal res v vsak kotiček obale od Durbana do Cape Towna. Pa še to, ni se nama bilo potrebno tlačiti na sedežih busa, zdaj sva imeli ves bus zase ha ha Sem pa tja je pristopil kak potnik in že čez dobro urco ali dve smo ga dostavili na željeno mesto. Midve pa edine, ki sva se peljali na tako dolgi relaciji. Pa nima veze, vsaj tako sem lahko med vožnjo počivala in spala na sedežih. Prespimo v Port Elizabeth in ker si nisva rezervirali hostla, je za naju poskrbel voznik, ter nama našel hostl. Da si je treba potovanje in spanje organizirati vnaprej, tega nisva bili vajeni, zato nama je tudi tole všlo. Zjutraj je voznik celo pozabil na naju in bus je že odpeljal proti Cape Townu ha ha še tega se je manjkalo… toda ni vrag, da se ne bi izšlo v najin prid! In ni bilo pol urce, ko je voznik  le prišel nazaj. Uf!! Sva si odahnile. Pokrajina je bila nekje zelo suha in na njej so se pasle krave, ovce in konji. V Južni Afriki je zima in seveda to pomeni, da je malo dežja in temperature niso več tako visoke. Pozno zvečer smo končno prispeli v Cape Town in naj vam povem, da sem bila tako utrujena, da bi najraje kar padla v posteljo in zaspala. Zunaj je padal dež in bilo je grozno mraz. Vse kar sem imela na sebi je bilo premalo. Prava zima! Prvi hostl ni bil ok, gospod je bil zelo neprijazen in je tudi zavrnil najina prijatelja iz Italije, ki sta imela malega otročička, da ne morejo biti tam, ker hostl ni za otroke. Kaj takega!!! Zato vsi skupaj spokamo in gremo drugam. Tu prenočimo le eno noč in zjutraj se vsi zopet strinjamo, da gremo drugam ha ha Spali sva v kleti in v zgornjem štuku je bilo slišati korake in glasove. Zato zamenjamo hostl in v tretje gre rado tu bo ok, čeprav se v najini sobi ni dalo zapreti okna! Tu bom le dve noči, zato ne bom komplicirala, bom pač spala oblečena in zopet pod dvema odejama in kovtroma ha ha

Očitno me je pot kar dobro zdelala, zato z menoj ni nič in cel dan prespim, Eva pa odide k zdravniku, saj se ji je zagnojih mali mazinček. Odločim se, da kar sama začnem jesti antibiotike, škoditi mi ne more in res po zaužitju štirih mi je bilo nekako bolje, zato sem bila sposobna, da greva z Evo vsaj na kratek izlet po mestu. Ogledali sva si ga z dvonadstropnim busom, takšnim, ki vozi po Londonu in na žalost je bilo premalo časa, da bi se povzpeli tudi na Blue Mountain…pa drugič :) Cape Town je lepo mesto, vsaj kolikor časa sem ga imela možnost spoznati in raziskati. Zadnji dan sva si vzeli še za nakupe in obiske trgovin. In kaj hitro je bil že čas, da grem na letališče. Zabavni taksist naju še v zadnjih skupnih trenutkih zelo zabaval. Z avtomobilom smo šivigali v ulice, vozil je po nasprotnem pasu, se vrival med avtomobile, saj je želel, da v vsej tej gneči ne zamudim letala. In midve sva se smejali…ter Eva ga je hecala, da ni panike, saj Simona vedno zamudi letalo ha ha ha… misli imajo veliko moč, tako da jih takoj prekliči ha ha ali pa tudi ne, saj bi najraje nadaljevala najino potovanje še naprej v Namibijo in ostale države Afrike :)… pa ob drugi priliki, ki zagotovo bo. Čas ne obstaja, zato se bom prepustila toku, ki me bo vodil skozi to življenje…

Še zadnji objem, pogled v oči, sprva nasmeh na obrazu in nato solze………………….. zavedava se, da to ni konec, je le del življenja, ki se nadaljuje…….. :)………….

Življenje je potovanje od rojstva do smrti, od prvih do zadnjih korakov, od prvega joka do zadnje solze, od začetka do konca, od do…..je življenje v tej obliki, na tem planetu…življenje je potovanje več kot to, je potovanje fizične osebe, prahu in duše…je neskončno potovanje skozi vse to in še več :) je potovanje v neznano, ki nas vleče naprej………………………………………………