Day Five in Cape Town. Today one of the attendees of my workshop, Werner, is taking me to Overcome Heights, one of the makeshift townships here to show me the work the NPO he works for does.
Many Capetonians are appalled about me getting skimmed earlier in the week, but I’ve been in worse situations in far more Western countries in the world.
Cape Town is a wonderful and complex place. Yesterday my client Cheree (you saw her in the photo on the Opera House stairs) took me around the Cape. Cheree is of Cape Malay – or coloured – descent and it was very interesting to get an insight into life in the suburbs on the Cape Flats. Tomorrow I shoot the second part of her wedding on the mountainside high up above Camps Bay. The contrasts are not lost on me.
It would be disrespectful of me to say I understand life here in Cape Town. To understand the balance between Whites, Coloured and Blacks I would have to come many times more and not even then I think I would be able to understand fully.
But I do know one thing.
This is why I travel.