I've managed to download a bunch of photographs and so ill give you guys a bit of a snap shot of what i've been up too.
On my first day here we headed out to a Lion Park just North of Joburg and got to pat some baby lions, see some random animals wandering around and caught a great look at a lions cock and balls as he lazed about in the sun with two lady friends. Totally pimping.
All the Lions are kept within wired enclosures, while the other random beasts (Zebra, Wildebeast, Impala etc) are given a fair area to roam about in, it's a bit of a bum out to see these animals locked away, but I guess it sure beats there being none of them around at all.
I can has wood burger?
I has a flavour.
My first African Friends.
"Wanna have a party?" Sure... I just hope no bad animals come.
I can has freedom?
I'm sure the 3000 people living in shacks across the road are totally stoked there's a phone near by.
So yeh, the animal park was pretty good fun, I mentioned it before but my first night here it snowed. So amazingly awesome and random.
Yesterday afternoon Carly and I headed out to Pretoria to check out the Voortrekker monument that was completed in 1938, here's a brief rundown from wikipedia;
The Voortrekker Monument is a monument that is situated in the city of Pretoria, South Africa. The massive granite structure, built to honour the Voortrekkers (Pioneers) who left the Cape Colony in their thousands between 1835 and 1854, was designed by the architect Gerard Moerdijk who had the ideal to design a "monument that would stand a thousands of years to describe the history and the meaning of the Great Trek to its descendants". It can be seen from almost any location in the city, where it is seated on top of a hill.
It was pretty cool to check out, really fucking intense inside with a massive open room circled in sculptures set into the wall depicting the path the Voortrekkers took across this country. It's not a place without controversy however as many of the local black people feel that it is a monument to the violence and oppression that followed the Voortrekkers. However it is a pretty interesting even if you do take objection to some of the history it always pays to be aware of it.
Pretorius. The dude of the Voortrekkers. Him and 3 others each adorn one corner of this massive monument.
Long shot from the out side.
The kid who posed for this sculpture was a jew named Josef Goldstein. Go figure.
Looking down to the entrance into the monument.
This lantern was lit when the monument opened in '38 and has been burning ever since.
Close up of some of the friezes (sculptures) inside.
Parting shot from the top of Pretoria.
We've been having a brai (it's like a BBQ, but they don't use gas out here, coals for lyfe) as often as possible, we had Rob and a bunch of his mates over during the week and yesterday we headed out to the pub for some drinks as everyone finished work (at 2pm... the pubs would go broke otherwise!) so we drank till after 7, and the bill for about 6 or 7 of us drinking non stop for 5 or 6 hours totalled R680, which is about $115AUD. Jealous much?
At the dinner we also scored some coats that fell out the back of a truck.
We aint nuttin to mess with.
After that we finally made it to the Shebeen out near Carly's dad's farm. A shebeen is a local unlicenced pub that is pretty much locals/blacks only, as a general rule its best not to go there unless you know people or if someone your with is tuff enuf. We went by and it was very quite, we met a couple of the locals and rob and I played some pool with one fellas who's name we both missed about 7 times.
Originally we somehow decided we where playing for beers, but rob and I, being expert drunken pool players, crushed the poor guy and figured it would be far easier for everyone involved if we just bought the guy a beer no matter what.
Then more people started rocking up and rather than overstay our welcome we headed up to the farm for yet another brai before heading back into town to go out yet again, and I piked out cause I just couldn't seem to get drunk enough and I figured Rob wouldn't remember shit anyway.
So we left Rob with Carly's brother and he came in at 430am, slept for about 2 hours then we had to wake him up to take him back to his group and he was still so drunk that no amount of punching, foot slapping or ear pulling would wake him up.
Driving back from the farm, rob clearly doensn't understand the effect of gravity on a chair which is not bolted to the ground.... sucka.
So yeh, thats pretty much it up to now, lots of drinking, lots of food and plenty of fun times. More updates to come!