“I write of South Africa, where my heart sometimes resides, and my mind often drifts back to, across the distance of lands and oceans. An Africa that always beats with a strong heart of different people, languages and cultures, who irrefutably call this land their home.”
From – D – Durban, last week, we have travelled 542 km to East London.
There are highways built for speed now! The N2. More than half your trip by car would be inland, but interesting site seeing.
Or you could fly into East London airport, the end of the Wild Coast. The part of the world where Nelson Mandela was born. East London is partially surrounded by the Transkei and the Ciskei homelands of the Xhosa people.
East London is the only river port in South Africa. The city has kept much of its old fashioned values and charm which blend well with the laidback feeling “the surfers” bring with them into town.
A town that was first christened Port Rex by the British, settlers in 1870, when the port became opperational. From this port they fought the Frontier wars against the Xhosa people.
There is an unusual double decker bridge in East London built in 1935. It crosses the Buffalo River.
I can almost feel the heat from the sun when I look at that wooden jetty and watch the whispy clouds blowing in the light breeze. Perhaps there is a slight whiff of the ocean too, calling me…….
East London doesn’t have the “city” feel like Durban and Cape Town and there are many lovely places to stay, while you discover the wild coast to the north of the city.
Or you could sit on the beach and ponder about whether to carry on going southwards from East London down the Sunshine Coast. That way you would come upon Algoa Bay, Port Elizabeth and the start of the Garden Route.
So we have spent today in East London, it was pleasant and relaxing. Time to sit with an ice cold beer or a glass of wine and think back about the A-D of your current trip around South Africa.
Time to watch the sun set over East London.
More next week; this is part of the Alphabe Thursday Challenge Of Jenny Matlock.