Arrival

In yet another victory of science over common sense, our plane landed safely in Jo'berg.


Our driver Percy met us at the airport, and we drove across Jo'berg to the Melville neighbourhod, along empty streets the whole way. The streets at night are almost eerie, for the lack of people.

South Africa has a bit of a crime problem, and Jo'berg has the reputation of a rather dangerous place. Most guides would recommend not going out at night in the cities. Usually, we would take this advice with a grain of salt, people say Hastings & Main is dangerous, but when I see the locals avoiding the streets at night, I might just keep my guard up.

Our confidence was not boosted by Percy taking us to guesthouse different than the one we booked. Apparently the proprietor of the place we booked had us sent here. She would "explain everything" in the morning according to Percy. We were a little nervous but Percy called Sandy, and the new spot we were at looked nice (although the streets were abandoned).

We have arrived.

A good nights sleep, with only the pouring rain outside to occasionally stir us. The daily search for coffee was easy, (7 for strength, a 5 for flavour).

After the morning we need to spend some time today finding Rand without getting robbed of it immediately, an electric plug converter, figuring out the lay of the land. Maybe a tour.