South AfricaAugust 24...25, 2014 One of the surest signs of a civilized country is a nice post office at the airport. One that sells envelopes, postcards and souvenirs. And has a post box.  South Africa is very pedantic when it comes to depicting lanes.  The bunches of arrows look like ferns.  Or seaweed.  Or candleholders.  A speed camera on a tripod.  A rather unusual sign indicating a driveway entering the road from the left.  Emergency telephone numbers without a single word.  A speed bump in South Africa consists of a set of metal bowls.  PretoriaMapA safe city for the rich.  Well, relatively safe—you can’t let your guard down in South Africa, so there are still fences around the buildings.  And barbed wire.  A man on the street.  The traffic light poles most resemble New York in terms of design: the mast arm is similarly supported by two extra cables attached to the top of the pole.  A bus stop. Someone’s butt sitting on the column on the right.  A municipal trash can.  Lots of greenery.  And trees.  BloemfonteinMapA city in which it’s hard to find any reason for visiting.  Although the pipes welded together into traffic light poles are curious. Plumbing at the service of road safety, so to speak.  In the steppe, I came across some beautiful trees with a man seated underneath them making equally beautiful trees out of twisted aluminum wire.  We continue onwards. With a wire tree in the trunk, of course.  |
