The main event is the rise in temperature. A typically erratic increase from a wonderfully breathable average of 17 degrees Celsius to a lung-searing chemical concoction administered at about 34 degrees.
Of course, I am referring to the Cape Town fires that are becoming more and more commonplace, cheered on by the localised drought and bible-bashing prophets claiming apocalypse. Apparently, experts say that low rainfall isn’t the only cause of the receding dam levels. Demand for water has increased as well. What with the rising population, I hardly think this is a surprise but hey, outdated bureaucracy is all that management seems to be capable of.
As for the apocalypse; I, for one, have seen these demons that have been prophesied. They stroll down the promenade with their oh-so-perfect bodies. Taunting my winter physique with possibilities of my muscular inner-self. I really should have taken the resolution to work out more seriously. No Speedos in my foreseeable future. On me, at least.
That won’t stop me from ending the reclusive habits that winter so generously enabled. Barring the impending damage to my body (sunburn and the inevitable tumbles), I do plan on exploring the wilderness a little more than I should. All I need to do now is find some like minded troopers willing to brave the crime-ridden forests for the thrill of it.
I could risk going alone but getting mugged is really just an extra expense that I can do without right now. The news stories of poor security plans around the city make me just want to play it safe and attend the more intellectually inclined events. Like the SA Cocktail Week which is currently encouraging the imagination from behind the bar. Careful with those neurons please! Or the natural aesthetics on display all over the city. I had a lot of fun imagining all sorts of sprites and fairies loving the bonsai trees at the Company Gardens a week or so ago.
I could take a part-time job now that the hospitality industry is dusting off its finest silver for the influx of tourists. Lord knows I need to fund my research in any case. Despite the ignorant few who depend on destructive protests for survival, South Africa has worthy plans for urban development. Hotels, luxury apartments, schools(?) and youth development programmes are in fashion this season.
Try not to worry about the protests too much…just avoid large crowds at the airport (they tend to have excrement and other similar projectiles) and public transport in certain areas during certain times, usually political rallies and what not.
This business of observing the locals in their natural environments comes with a heavy price (mainly giving way to a cynical truth about human nature). With so much drama going on in Africa, its quite interesting to watch the local blacks, whites, coloureds tread broken glass around each other. Sussing out each interaction and sometimes, actually managing to be civil to each other. Those are precious moments.
With more and more people moving into cities (like Cape Town), there’s bound to be some tension in the air.
Try to ignore the negativity.