The Burn and the Garden Route

The burn happened on a night before we were supposed to go into Monwabisi Park. We found out when we met downstairs in the morning that the community centre, youth centre, creche, soup kitchen, clinic and guest house, as well as the new back packers lodge that was under construction had all gone up in flames. This caused a wide variety of emotions, from anger and dispair to the desire to rebuild everything better than before. The cause of the fire was never actually discovered, but it was "determined" to be a candle tipping over, highly unlikely in a time of political unrest that a candle would demolish 80 shacks and buildings and render hundreds of people homeless. Part of the reason the fire was such a disaster was the flamibility of the construction materials of the shacks and the inability for fire trucks to access the site quickly. By the time the fire was put out, too much damage was done.

Even more disturbing is the fact that even now, the fire department has no desire to implement longer hoses or more fire safety plans, but instead stated that people could just use fire extinguishers. Di and Buyiswa have both been very strong throughout this process however, and believe that everything can be built back, stronger, more fire proof and better than ever. The burn site is difficult to see, the work of 10 years went up in flames, along with many peoples homes and livlihoods.

Now our projects have evolved to an Integrated Planning idea where we work to rebuild all of these buildings to be environmentally friendly and maximally effective. We are using our design and engineering skills to work on plans that we can show to city officials and potential donors so that they are more willing to approve the projeect and donate money. It is difficult, however, when our advisors sometimes disagree with our sponsors and there is a lapse in communication.

Our last free weekend in Cape Town was spent travelling the Garden Route, the N2 Highway up the coast from Cape Town to the Eastern Cape. It continues further up the Wild Coast, but we stopped at the eastern cape in the Tsitsikamma National Park. We left on Friday night and stayed in a backpackers lodge in Storms River. It was a long drive, but scenic, because our hired minibus driver drove way below the speed limit. We arrived at 1 am, and slept in triple bunk beds. We woke up early the next morning and travelled 20 minutes to the Bloukrans bridge, home to the highest commercial bungee jump in the world.

Walking out to the bridge was terribly scary. You travel on a narrow catwalk, and wear a safety belt. Before travelling out, they weigh everyone and write a label on their hands with this number. Luckily, its in kilos, so no one could tell how much anyone else weighed. Once out to the centre of the bridge, (some people ziplined there instead of walking), it was like a club. They encourage everyone to jump, and 4 people form our group did. At the last minute, I decided to... mostly because they told me that statistically it was the safest place in Africa, and because everyone said it wasn't as scary as they thought.

It was intense, falling for 8 seconds... a total of 203 m. But the whole process, bounces included is over in less than a minute. Bouncing was the worst... you're weightless and you arent sure when the drop will start again. That is incredibly scary. But the falling itself was just... fast. When you come ot a stop, someone is sent down on a rope to retreive you. I grabbed his legs and counted loudly the seconds until we reached the top of the bridge again. Hanging upside down waiting for him to arrive was by far the scariest part.

After the bridge adventure, we visited a water fall zipline, and did a zipline tour. That was more fun, and far less scary. Overall, the adventure weekend was a success and we toured the beautiful garden route of south africa.

Cape Town (the first few days)

When we got to Cape Town, we didn't go out the first night, but bought two bottles of wine for three dollars each from the grociery store along with a few other necessary things. It was decent wine too, we drank it while waching Resident Evil which was terrible. The next day (Saturday) we went grociery shopping after a meeting with our advisors and formed a group grociery system. The food is all different though, and because the sugar used is unrefined, everything tastes different, the candy and soda are a lot sweeter, so I can barely drink/eat them.

That night, we went out to dinner at the Africa Cafe, which serves traditional African food, tapas style. We ordered fruity alchoholic drinks and had lots of interesting food. Rice with berries, chicken in sauce, tapioca yoghert bread and other such foods. Most of them were really good, especially the desserts. Which, are obviously my favorite anyway. There were really sweet decorations in the restaurant too; the chandeliers made out of recycled things and the wall mural made out of can tops was cool too. There is a lot of recycled things here made into other things, which is a great theme, and ends up with cool decorations.

After dinner, we went home to St. John's and then out to Long Street, which getting there was a project in it self. First we went to the Buena Vista Social Cafe, but then left because it was too small and/or sketchy/smoky, and called several cabs. We tried a few different clubs, but mostly stayed at the Dubliner, because it was classy on top, a piano bar and outside balcony with reasonably priced drinks (~20 rand). And downstairs, you could dance, and it was only slightly sketchy. We stayed out until about one or so, and took a cab home (which costs about 3 american dollars, ridiculously cheap for a 15 min cab ride).

The next morning, we went to the district Six museum, which commemorates a district in Cape Town that was demolished during the Apartheid because it allowed different races to live there in harmony and was a bad example. The man giving us a tour of the museum lived there during that time and told us the story and showed pictures of when the house his family had had for four generations was bulldozed. And now, they are giving the land back to the owners, but much of it was used for a university, and the rest is lying unused and a mess.

We napped, and then took a drive around Cape Point with Debra's aunt and cousin, up signal hill and around to the different beaches. We saw the Indian Ocean, which is supposed to be warmer, and the surfing beach, and breifly drove through a vinyard. The views are amazing. We also saw whales while driving along the edge of the mountains.

Today was our first day working in the settlements. We met the deputy mayor of Cape Town at a reception and then traveled to Monwabisi Park. We toured the Indlovu Center, the Creche (daycare) and other places. It was really inspiring to see the sense of community there and the redevelopment ideas coming from within the community. THings like the fact that if you steal things or cause crime in the community, the street committee will demolish your shack are interesting. But I think that our project will be effective, and we are meeting the co researchers tomorrow. I learned the African handshake as well, which is slightly different from a regular one, and we are setting up Xhosa lessons for the coming weeks so we can communicate more effectively in the settlements. Overall, I'm excited, but exhausted. I really hope that our project can make a real difference though.