In March of 2015, Daniel and I took a trip up to Durban and it was my first visit to the city.This post has been sitting in wait until now because I’m both easily distracted and lazy. Oops.
We flew up to Durban on a ridiculously early flight on the 19th of March, which also happens to be Daniel’s birthday! The reason for our visit was to go up and see Daniel’s dad and his girlfriend. Needless to say, being in different cities means that we don’t get to see them often. I was also extremely excited to see a new city that I’ve never laid eyes on before.
For the last 3 years I’ve sat on a Golden Arrow bus like the one pictured above and I’ve watched people. Often there are new faces but mostly there’s the same steady stream of people getting to work and back.
I’ve seen ladies go from getting married to having a baby soon after. I’ve seen and heard men talk about divorce. I’ve watched toddlers that travel with their mom grow up and now they sit quietly and chat instead of cry.
It’s a load of fun. Often I make up lives for people. In my mind, the pretty girl who looks a bit like a runway model but dresses like a hippy, is the nicest person you’ll ever meet. (She just has that sort of face.) While the jerky awkward guy who keeps trying to chat Pretty Girl up is a real chop. (He, again, just has that sort of face.) Who knows if I’m correct or not? Maybe I’m completely off.