back in the mothercity

there's a lot to be said about the charm of slaapstad.  i'm not sure what i love most about it ... but i think it's a tie between the people and the energy they provide.  as the days to our departure lessen, i find myself looking at the parts of the city that i love, with a new-found affection.

in fact, it happened just last night ...

after a reunion dinner with the gals from huis ton bus (our res in slettenbos) - Fathead and i were leaving the undercover parking area of kloof street's wellness centre - a car-park i frequent quite often - and realising that it was probably going to be the last time i park there for quite a while, i suddenly became all nostalic as the reality of what i would be missing sank in (i'm weird like that).

so in the spirit of remembrance, i whipped out my camera - figuring that there'd be no need to miss anything if i could capture it and take it with me to pull out on a rainy day and be transported back into the memories.

sandile, the parking attendant on duty, had diligently placed his name tag in its rightful position ... but with a little coaxing, i managed to convince him to remove it ... so i could snap up this little gem:

now that's the shit i'm going to miss.  slaapies, you will always have a special place in my heart.