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Rich and Fortune

It was my last night in Africa, and, to be honest, I was not necessarily looking forward to what must inevitably come next. The 3week journey was not the issue – indeed i am actively looking forward to it – rather the destination: Europe. Europe is now in winter, which means that it will be cold, wet, grey, miserable and constantly playing Slade Christmas songs. It also contains lots and lots of evil people, who unaccountably believe that if they are going to be paying me, then I should be working for the money. I mean, who on earth came up with such a deranged idea? And the fact that I am not even allowed to go home to Sweden, but instead am being forced to go to a strange country – one that I have absolutely no wish to live in – not of my choosing to work for a while hardly adds to my excitement.

With funds low and with no wish to attempt to acquire more, my final night was in a way anticlimactic: I had a takeaway dinner from, of all places, Nando's. But it was cheap and that works for me. I then retired to sit in the bar of the Long Street Backpackers, where after the masses had mostly gone out, I fell into conversation with a really cool Zimbabwean guy, called Fortune. Which seemed to cause much hilarity (and confusion) to pretty much anybody else that entered the bar.

The barman/receptionist insisted on introducing us to everybody who entered as, quite accurately, Rich and Fortune. But you could tell by the looks of some of the faces, especially non English speaking natives and new arrivals, that they really couldn't understand what was going on and assumed it was some kind of strange joke...

Somehow, It seemed a fitting end.

Posted by Gelli 14:02 Archived in South Africa Tagged round_the_world

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