The clued-up traveller
When I was small, we used to play a game. We would open a folded map of the world, close our eyes, while someone spun the map around (has Google Maps caught on to this yet?), then at the command, press down a finger. Wherever that finger landed, that is where you will be going […]
We’re local
“Now Main Street’s whitewashed windows And vacant stores Seems like there ain’t nobody Wants to come down here no more” Those are not my words. It belongs to Bruce Springsteen’s hauntingly melancholic “My Hometown”. But lately, when I look at Cape Town’s city centre, the lyrics seem unsettlingly apt. Yes, this is a plea to […]