Hey to everyone. tomorrow I am starting my way in Africa, I was lucky to meet my friend,Pete, in Buenos before the flight and he gave me a place to sleep and to plan my way and to have the time that I needed to think about my future in this big continent.
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In amazing hospitality Pete showed me the beautiful and western city of Cape Town in South Africa.
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Cape town is a city to remember and to write on it. It has a really interesting history and beautiful sight to see. The city has many colors and the people give to her a good energy, I talked with many people on the markets and it seems that they have really bad life but they are not complaint, happy and hoping for a better future. At my last days as a normal tourist I went to the robin’s island to see the famous prison that the white people use for the blacks in the past, one of the most known people in the world, nelson Mandela, spent almost 20 years in a small sell, really small like 2 meters on 3 meters… I thought that it’s bigger then my new tent but its different life or no life at all. After the apartheid time the prison is now a museum for every one to see at to try to understand some interesting things on this dark time of south Africa, actually this prison locked in a small island near cape town and you have from her nice view to the impressive table mountains.Penguins are all over the island and it’s really funny to see a car stooping her speed to let the small penguins to cross the road. It’s not something that you will see in Israel…The day after I took a cable car to the table mountains, the view from up there is nice you can see cape town from above and to see all the way to the cape of good hope. The days of the tourist need to be end and I needed (and wanted) to start the journey. Like always the breaking up from my friends that host me was sad but you can’t cycle around the world and be in the same place. The first kilometers in the city was interesting I am not use to cycle on the left road so I needed to think twice before every turn in the city. Cape town is a big city so it took some time to navigate to the road that I wanted to take on the coast to the east. cycling next to the sandy roads near the Indian ocean was a nice way to start, when I cycled there I remember the days on highway 1 in California but that thought finished when I saw first “houses” of the slams of cape town. People living in teen house with no running water and need to share there toilets with another 20 family or more. Its always hard for me to see it because people born her at it looks like that they also will day there. After some km I noticed a car driving on the shoulders of the road and the guy is looking at me the car was like 200 meters from me but I felt a little unsecured but I cycled and tried to put some happy thought in my head ( that’s the only thing that I can do) , after 4 km that I am cycling next to the small houses the car past me and I was happy to see that the car is actually a local police(it don’t look like it) and he stooped me and ask for my name and what I am doing her. “I am cycling in south Africa and this is my first day” I told him. “You should know that its not really good place to start you cycling tripe” the police man told me. I started to be excited maybe on the first day I could see wild life and have some action. “I didn’t know that there is wild animals her in this area” I smiled at him and gave him my surprise tourist look. “There is no wild animals her but there is something much more dangerous and its wild people” he smiled back at me. He told me that this place is calls khayelitsha ans its one of the most dangerous places in Africa. “You are not in America” he told me. He told me that he will escort me until I will finish this part and we start our way. The first day in Africa with a police escort… After I crossed the “interesting” place we stooped and talked. His name was Kennedy and he asks me what I am doing with the bike and why I am not working a little to buy a car and do it at the easy way… I told him that I crossed America with this bike and he didn’t think that it’s something unique but when I told him the countries that I going to be in Africa he did a face like you do when you have a bad stomach pain. And when I told him that I am going to finish my way in Africa in Ethiopia I thought that I am going to lost him… “Roi, I really wish you all the luck in the world you know why?”, “Because I am a nice and funny guy?” , “No, I wish you all the luck in the world because I think that you going to need it”. I didn’t know if I need to laugh or to cry so I started to cycle and singing to myself. All you need is luck. Luck is all you need. I wish you all the luck in the world my friends.
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