Finally I’ve left Knysna, i did with the sadness to leave loved people behind me, leaving with the doubt of whats gonna be next, beeing on the road in one of those countries where people try to make you feel unsafe, eventhough if myself i really feel safe, actually very safe.
I left Knysna with a blody cold and wind, that ill stay with me till Cape Town, making me strugle and at the same time it was like testing my temper, and i have to admit that often i asked myself if i was mad or stupid to rode on this conditions and all this wait on Halima’s.
Wile i was fighting with the mother nature, in my mind also flu moments that i,ve lived with people, it,s true that i left behind loved ones, i also left behind those orphands that often made my days, some of them i,ve unfortunatelly leaved forever others i,ll really love to see again, but my world is in constant movement, and isn,t easy to be next to those that i,d like to be even when i am in the same city or town, sometimes life seams so unfair…
But eventhough i,ll still centimeter and centimeter to this blody wind, and slowlly leawing the kwown, to head to deal with the daily discovering, and among wind, wind wind and wind i needed an Affrican attitude to enjoy the wonderful landscapes, and those lovelly fields looked like a giant patchwork designed on the land.
Thru all of this, and wind, and wind i arrived to Swellendam, a boring little town, with out any really interest for me beside having a place to rest, eventhough it,s the 3rd, oldest town in South Afrika, and in the year 1795 during three months was one of the capitals of the world, even this i needed a place to rest, and then in ones of those rutine moments on my journey is when i,ve meet NITA,S,. she is a hug heart with legs, in her veins some greek blood runs in, and Swellendam for me is NITA,S. because she hosted me, she helped Gambada to give more hope, and she also did more and more and more that i could expected when i arrived in this boring town,Nita,s she,s been a fresh air for me, she,s been a shout to the world saying that there,s still lots of generous people in this selfish planet, and this people deserves all the respect, all the gratitude that we can offer, so Thanks a lot NITA for all you did even though you leave in this boring windy town, (sorry little catalan bad joke, ha ha )
From there i,ve been to Cape Agulhas the southern part of the african continent and basically where the thwoo oceans, the Indic, and the Atlantic, decide to mixed their waters, strong currents and obiouslly more and more wind make of those waters a real danger for all the fishing vessels or ships, and i am sure in the little lovelly fisher village around a nice fire place old fisherman have lots of tales to explain, i didn,t stal long there the wind again blowed my away .
I had time to look west towras Cape Town, where actually i am now, the prettiest city in Afrika somebody said!!to be honnest for me is another city, with pretty souroundings, but basically orientated on a eurepean life stile, full of tourist, and also full of huge townships fighting to find a real life stile in a real African Attitude.
But again, in Cape Town, i have the chance to enjoy the gratitude of George and familly, that they host me in their house giving me all i need, and a cozy bed to recover my damaged body.
From the top of one of the view point of the city i could see sadlly where Nelson Mandela lost a big part of his life in one cell, i could see further north towars my next destinations on the west coast, and i had time to feel those that are so close and so far at the same time, those that i love, those that fight for a nice and fair world.
I,ll stay for a wile in this city, dreaming again, finding the way to let Halima,s tires be among those in need, even if the head wind it,s like it tryes to teasing me, but with a real Afrikan Attitude i,ll find the way to live today, like tomorrow will never comes.
Or just maybe one friday i,ll draw with my fingers one heart on your back. Dreams…..
HEALTH AND GOOD JOURNEY, NANDO
FOR THOSE THAT ASKED ME THE REASON OF MY JOURNEY I TELL THEM THAT I KNOW OF WHAT I AM RUNNING AWAY, BUT THAT I AM IGNORE WHAT I AM LOOKING FOR.