This Is How We Do

true south african stories

a friend of my uncle was looking for a cheap exterminator to kill ants in his house. so after looking for a period of time, he saw a place in the phone book called really cheap exterminators. he called the place up and they said they would send someone the next day. the next day, a guy came with a newspaper and asked where the ants where. he then started swatting all the ants he could he in about an hour. he then wrote up a bill, and charged for the price of the newspaper, and 1 hour of labour, total cost 15 rand (about $2.50 us). only in south africa

i was set to play golf with my uncle in cape town. we arrived at the greens and just before we started, my uncle pulled out the scorecard, and filled out all the holes with scores he "believed" he was going to get (of course he gave himself par or nearly par for every hole). he said it's much easier because then we don't have to waste time counting how many shots we hit, and we can just play. after the game was played, and although he clearly hit nearly double what he wrote on his scorecard, when anyone asked how he played, he showed them the scorecard and acted like he really hit that well. only in south africa.

a friend of mine wanted to make sure i saw the real south africa, since i had been spending so much time at the waterfront in cape town, which is home to many-a-baller. so went to mitchell's plain for a game of soccer, an area that makes compton look like boardwalk. unfortunately i'll have no pictures of this to share, because i was warned before hand that what you take with out, may not be coming back with you, if you know what i mean. still it was such a great game, that i went back the following week, and as indicated by my typing here, i'm still on the move.

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