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skin by: Jane
Monday, May 5, 2008 | 3:18 PM

first impressions...

Monday, 5th May 2008, 3.18pm (South Africa), 9.18pm (Singapore)


-touched down in jo'burg! an 11hrs flight is no joke, i tell you, even if it's on sq-


Vast, unspoilt and arid plains flourishing under the glare of a harsh and unrelenting sun,

Clouds that hang low beneath a flawless sky filled with every shade of blue,

A-cool-but-not-too-cold climate that’s too dry,

A you-be-sunburnt-before-you-know-it afternoon,

Roads that seemed to go on forever,

Speed limits that would be deemed illegal in Singapore,

Laid back people who seemingly spend the entire day queueing for the ATM,

Towns and reststops reminiscent of America,

All glimpsed through the window of a never-ending coach ride.

This is what South Africa means to me now.