Had some fun surfing and playing with my GoPro!
Here is my Mailman. He is missing. The letter carriers have been on strike for over a month. Therefore I cannot vote, as my absentee ballot did not get here, nor will it go anywhere if it does. Strikes are not uncommon in Cape Town. As a matter of fact, it is rare when there is not a strike or some demonstration about something. A few months ago groups were throwing human feces at the airport protesting inadequate sanitation at squatter camps (some call them townships) (some call them informal settlements). Yes, land they do not even own that they built a corrugated box upon. The courts said that throwing feces was part of freedom of speech. Ah yes, African logic. I hope my mail does not arrive with feces on it!
Nita was one of my first friends in Cape Town. She and her significant other have become great friends of mine. She is fun loving, kind, always helping people, and just plain crazy. Here she is modeling one of the many lost and found swim masks! She is a remarkable worker and it was sad to see her leave the gym, but it was a big plus for her and Adidas. A tremendous athlete also. She is from Kimberley, where the DeBeers Diamond Mine is located and where Gold was found early in South Africa's history.