|On our way to visit Clarens, about an hour and a half from Senekal|
Traveling is always an adventure but there are certainly times where I wish I had a home cooked meal. I felt so comfortable and at home with my roommate and her family. They are some of the kindest people I have ever had the chance of meeting and accommodated me to the point where I truly felt like I was in my own house. I took advantage of the chance to learn new recipes from her mom like Bobotie and Malva pudding, two very Afrikaans meals which are delicious. I also took the opportunity to listen and learn about her parent’s experiences growing up and living in the Apartheid era and their transition into a democratic South Africa. I have found that everyone in this country has a story and if you are just willing to listen, you will learn more than any text book or class could ever teach you. My roommate’s mom is the epitome of what it means to reconcile and transform your spirit. She spoke to me about what it was like growing up with the propaganda of the Apartheid. She said that what the government was telling her and her family about non-whites was a form of brainwashing. She said that she was ashamed to say she believed what the government said about non-whites. When the Apartheid ended in 1994 and Nelson Mandel became president she made a conscious decision to be open and change. Today she works in the townships with the very same kinds of people that she wouldn’t have worked with if the Apartheid hadn’t ended. She is an exceptional woman and an example of how change is really possible if you keep an open heart.
|These are some of the backyard structures in the townships in Senekal.|
|Golden Gate National park, Free State|
I can’t wait to bring back the recipes I’ve acquired. I’m going to have a South African style dinner party when I get back. (It’s a shame you’ll be abroad Javier!)