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Re: Cape Town, Jo'burg - South Africa
Today was our last day in Cape Town as tomorrow we would fly back to Jo'burg. So far we had done things together as a group but for the rest of the day we were pretty much on our own. The ladies were deciding where they wanted to go shopping, something I was not inclined to do. As a matter of fact, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. In our trek through the Garden I had seen a sign pointing in the direction of the Cape Town Holocaust Center. I would go and check it out.
On my way there..
The signage was good. After walking for about 20 minutes following the various signs, I finally came upon it.
Not surprisingly, the entrance to the property was guarded; visitors had to sign in and there was a search of bags. Though I had only my camera bag, they still checked it. On this day there were quite a number of students on the property and I figured these were class trips. For some inexplicable reason, stepping through the gate and following the guard's instructions as to the building I should enter, I felt a sense of respect for whatever it was that I was about to see. From my perspective, the holocaust was a stark reminder of man's inhumanity to man; a manifestation of the evil which depraved minds were capable of conjuring up.
Today was our last day in Cape Town as tomorrow we would fly back to Jo'burg. So far we had done things together as a group but for the rest of the day we were pretty much on our own. The ladies were deciding where they wanted to go shopping, something I was not inclined to do. As a matter of fact, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. In our trek through the Garden I had seen a sign pointing in the direction of the Cape Town Holocaust Center. I would go and check it out.
On my way there..
The signage was good. After walking for about 20 minutes following the various signs, I finally came upon it.
Not surprisingly, the entrance to the property was guarded; visitors had to sign in and there was a search of bags. Though I had only my camera bag, they still checked it. On this day there were quite a number of students on the property and I figured these were class trips. For some inexplicable reason, stepping through the gate and following the guard's instructions as to the building I should enter, I felt a sense of respect for whatever it was that I was about to see. From my perspective, the holocaust was a stark reminder of man's inhumanity to man; a manifestation of the evil which depraved minds were capable of conjuring up.
Re black South Africans, I did not see much of them in Cape Town except in the market area in the downtown core. In Jo'burg was another story but I will talk about when we get to that part of the trip. Thanks for tagging along; much appreciated 
Re the baboon, I find myself wondering if its actions are instinctive or a sign of "intelligence." I haven't quite figured it out as yet. And, if you are ever in Cape Town, you must check out the museum. It is quite the experience.
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