Ok, so I have now arrived in Johannesburg, South Africa. The Drifters Inn is pretty nice and the two australian guys I share a room with doesn’t snore to badly. For the first time in my life I am having some language problems talking to australians, the two guys are from a small mining town around a 1000 km north of Brisbane and talk english like crocodille dundee multiplied by ten The local sheilas do seem to find it charming though
Me and my newfound friends thought we should rent a car and drive around the city to look around, but after talking to one of the guys at the hotel who tended to say ‘no, you don’t want to take the chance of going there by yourself’ we decided that caution should take precedence. Instead I went for a 25 minute walk to a local shopping mall as recommended. The guys warning about not going most places on our own struck me as being in accord with local customs as I noticed on my way to the mall that every house had a high wall with either iron spikes or an electric fence on top of it and signs from local security companies promising an armed response if anyone should trepass.
The Safari trip starts tommorow which look forward to, should also try giving Wingo a call so we can work out some more details for meeting up in Namibia.