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| And the elephants were all singing to us... |
Well, I've conferenced in some odd places before, but this has to be one of the most bizarre ever! Africa meets Las Vegas I think. After three mini-bus taxis (where I took the opportunity to interview the locals about the upcoming local elections in SA – apparently the choice is still perceived to be between the ANC or apartheid (even though everyone I spoke to agrees that the ANC leaves a lot to be desired, and the major opposition hardly seems apartheid to me) I finally walked in to Sun (or Sin, if you ask most South Africans) – much to the surprise of those on the gate: what, you came on the local taxis? And walked the last bit? Are you mad?! Though again, there are seats on the minibuses, no chickens and no more people than seats – what a civilised country! And it's an odd place...I'm just back from a happy evening at the welcome event getting to know various folk and interrogating some more about burning places – all good background for the burn Serengeti campaign later on!
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