We spendthe day off with washing and updating the websites, later we drive into Port St. Johns at the afternoon.
We drive to the Second Beach. There are one or two backpackers, one or two lodges. The beach and the parking lot are littered with garbage, broken glass and bottles.
The houses of the people stick to the slopes, everything looks very poor. People from the village play football on the beach, the sea seems to be not too cold. The landscape is huge, but the infrastructure is a disaster.
At Spar we buy us a piece of carrot cake. Later we have a real coffee, not a Ricoffee, it’s Sunday. Again, I am the only white person in the supermarket. Although it was Sunday afternoon there are still sitting fruit sellers at their stalls.
There are onions, apples, tangerines, avocados. Avocados, tangerines, apples, onions. And now and then cabbage and potatoes. Today I feel the poverty of the people in this isolated part of South Africa to be very depressing and we are again aware of how good we have it yet.
Tags: Port St. Johns, First Beach, Second Beach, Spar, South Africa